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Catalina's Milky Way Dreams
(c) Re- Written 2024 - By The Depressed Poet, Doc Dalton
Shooting Stars and fast moving CarsRumble through the roads of my mindTick-e-ty Tock, the old sounds of the clockSay's it's almost a quarter past nine
The moons surely rising, the stars are a glidingAnd Mr. Sandman is ready to roamHurry off to bed and put your pillow under your headHe might just be visiting you tonight at homeDrifting off to sleep is such a wonderful featAdventures you'll enjoy on your ownMaking new friends on a journey to no endA secrete life that is yours all aloneDon't be afraid of those gobble lee goo'sOr those pirates drifting to sea on their boatsThere's no need to worry there just in your dreamsLike rainbow clouds and cotton candy floatsOh that sky's full of colors of make believe wondersExciting every step of the wayCan't you let me stay for just a little bit longerPlease, don't take my Dreams a wayTo see this through a child's eyesOn the path to where stars brightly beamThrough a different world of twist and twirlsWon't you come to my Milky Way DreamsWe could have so much funUnder an ice cream sun and laugh our time awaySing some M & M songs the whole day longUntil we awake to brand new day
Pluto say's hey kiddo don't get out of bedAs Snakel Puss laughs and says, ah it's OKKKKKKKKPopeye yell's, were gone in a minute after I eat me spinachPoo say's all aboard my Banana Split SleighOh that Sky's full of colors of make believe wondersExciting every step of the wayCan't you let me stay for just a little bit longerWorry not Catalina, we won't take your Dreams a way
To see this through a child's eyesOn the path to where stars brightly beamThrough a different world of twist and twirlsWon't you come to my Milky Way Dreams
Catalina say's, please come join me, on my Milky Way Dreams




Time seems to quickly pass, now that you are gone,
Days stretch long, like a sad country song.
Every tick of the clock feels heavier in my chest,
I'm lost in this world without your sweet caress.

What will I do, or even worse, what can I say?
Each moment lingers, like the shadows in the gray.
Who will I talk to, to help get me through?
Who will be there when the night feels so blue?

Those cold and lonely nights, they haunt my mind,
Searching for comfort, but solace I can't find.
To hold me, love me, make me feel alright,
Oh, the emptiness echoes, it's a desperate fight.

The unstoppable talks within myself over you,
Every memory's a ghost that cuts like the truth.
This pain runs so damn deep, like I never felt before,
From that moment you left, it shattered my core.

With a bottle in my hand and sadness deep in my eyes,
I beg you, Lord, please help me-cause even whiskey can't make me cry.
I'm lost in the clouds, struggling to see,
Fighting through this fog that's taken over me.

Those cold and lonely nights, they haunt my mind,
Searching for comfort, but solace I can't find.
To hold me, love me, make me feel alright,
Oh, the emptiness echoes, it's a desperate fight.

Maybe just one last scream, one last tear,
Hell, even one last sigh, I could shed, my dear.
This heart's a battlefield, broken but still strong,
Holding onto memories, forever they belong.

I keep replaying every moment shared,
But now it's just silence; it feels so unfair.

As I struggle to see it clearly, fighting my way,
Buried by a maze of confusion that colors my days.

Why'd you have to leave? Why'd you have to go?
I'm still here in this pain, wishing you'd just show.
Every laugh we had, every kiss under the stars,
Now it feels like I'm carrying these heavy scars.

Those cold and lonely nights, they haunt my mind,
Searching for comfort, but solace I can't find.
To hold me, love me, make me feel alright,
Oh, the emptiness echoes, it's a desperate fight.

So I raise my glass to the memory of your name,
Hoping that one day, I'll find peace from this pain.
But until that day comes, I'll still ask why,
Dear Lord, help me-'cause even whiskey can't make me cry.




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