Fading
Dreams from another world
Slip from the cold hands of sleep
Only to melt
In the harsh reality of another day
Leaving nothing but a faint hope
Bleeding on the floor
And a wistful recollection
Of freedom in a better place
Purring cat dreams
Where difference is no crime
Where difference is no affront
To pretended normality
Where all are free to be
Without judgement or spite
Winter warm fireplace dreams
Where difference does not mean
Isolation or despair
Where thick walls so bleak
Are never needed
To shield the sensibilities
Of those who think they're normal
Who think they're right
I would take you with me
To these dreams so marshmallowy soft
If I knew it would be enough
To save you from this cruel reality
I would take you
To that gentler world
If we never had to return
In the pale morning light
Dreams from another world
Slip from the cold hands of sleep
Fading
Fading