a strapped love song

the ones who have
say they're anxious:
they've got a lover
but they miss being free.

the fairy tale merged with fantasy
when reality didn't make it one time
you can strap into a dream
and settle into your covers
in that bed you make,
wake up with a stranger.
you can live in reality,
swallowing truth with your tears
and existing.

there could be someone beside you
but you've never been so estranged
from your heart, your beating heart
to be loved and heard from the fathoms
of all of me, take all of me.

a single person cannot give all
which is needed for a happy heart,
a contented spirit in the dead of winter
in the loneliness of a crowded life.
and yet so many play the game,
making it by with their heads down
saying what's familiar is my comfort,
what more can there be,
for i'm not alone and at least someone's home
to while away these days with me.