Making a Dream Seem Real

There are some thoughts, emotions, ideas, epiphanies, and even some poetry that we seem unable to find a proper place for. It shows on our faces. It wears on our sleeves. We can let it go to the passing wind if we are able, yet when stagnant, everything lingers...

The radioman plays your favourite song
That two in the morning epiphany
You know where it all went wrong
Never will you be a hero
Never a hope in hell
One day you let it out
Some days you never tell
Not definable is a life on the edge
The sidewalk too narrow
Yet still safer than the ledge
From day to night
From laughter to a tear
When everything is murky
Is when everything becomes clear
Stepping towards the day
A leap of faith into the night
Then choosing to let it go
Closing doors
Shutting out lights