Hold My Pain

Pensively sad,
undulating and mad,
tell me that sometimes,
stories have happy endings..
Whisper the unnerved fables.
take me away from pragmatic air,
breathe me with surreal dreams,
feed me with your heart's blood...
kill mercilessly the words...
words that escaped,
the myriad laughing lips,
words which once humiliated my belief..
that you would come..
and hold my hand!
Even if they are true..
even if they are sane..
make me believe this lie,
annihilate my pain.