NO ONE THERE

Hello again, to no one there,

You’re the only ones that really care.

I can feel you inside of me,

here, where you listen so patiently.

Your visions appear behind my eyes

Slowly appear - then quickly dies

Like forgotten lies

Whispers spoken to no one there.

I am lucid in all my dreams,

Astral projection laser beams,

Looking for something I will not find.

It remains back there, inside my mind.

I know not when and I know not where

I am  reminded,  no one is there...

To share my dreams.

Then at once, something appeared,

Nothing welcomed; nothing feared,

Someone speaking, they made no sound,

Someone searching, but nothing found.

The only thing that could be shared,

Could not speak, no one there, no one cared.

Something stirred then disappeared.

I screamed out, one single word,

“You won’t listen, I’m not heard?,

I can save you from what you’ve become,

Return those feelings where you are numb."

The message was lost, already dead,

No one understood what I had said.

People followed people, just like sheep,

I saw it all in dreams, in my sleep. 

I tried to change the path they’d taken

But was pulled away as I awakened,

Aware that no one will ever know,

They will not ask which way to go,

Or see the visions that would show

They are sinking in the deep.

The question on my lips is “why?”

I listened for their wise reply.

“Will people fall into despair,

Awakening to no one there?”

Believing no one cared.

No one dared...

      Whisper the question, “why?”

M TERESA CLAYTON