Treading Water

I awoke

In a cold sweat

From dampened dreams

That were dipped in a libido lido.

For I spent the night treading water

Unable to put my foot down

And stand on my own.

Shivering at the realization

That even in my sleep

I can’t have you.

Afraid

That maybe I’m better off

Sinking rather than swimming.

Maybe I’m better off drowning

Than dreaming.