Fiction

I had the strangest dream

That you were lost at sea

I found you drowning on the ocean floor

I woke from my deep sleep to end the misery

I found you lying outside of my door

I tried to wake you up

To shake you up

And found out you were dead

Like a leaf in the wind you left me standing alone

To face the demons in my head

We're making fiction of our lives

Burning pages as we write

We read the lies between the lines

These dead letters won't survive

A dusty record spins

An old song plays again

The needle drags across it's skin

Ink spills through my pen

The paper soakes it in

The music bringing tremors to my hands

I can't just give you up

Just lift you up to chance on a dragon fly's wings

With my love in the wind you left me standing alone

Hoping it brings you back to me

We're making fiction of our lives

Burning pages as we write

We read the lies between the lines

These dead letters won't survive

We are not poets

We have not right to make ammendments

This story's over

This chapter's closing

I don't know how it ends

But I really don't like how it begins

We're making fiction of our lives

Burning pages as we write

We read the lies between the lines

These dead letters won't survive

We're burning pages

We're burning pages now