Dreaming Towards The Sunset

You can tell yourself you’re fine all day long . You can even BE fine all day long , removed from the heat of the scar you bare. However it all goes out the window when dreaming . I had the least productive sleep I’ve had in a long time last night . It was a cycle I couldn’t get out of but one thing is clear . Somethings still deeply bother me . The Dream has similar elements to other dreams I’ve had but this was different and very vivid. In my dream I was living in a huge house with my kids and my separated wife . Also living there was her new boyfriend , although it wasn’t really him. He was much uglier and fatter in my dream . Don’t get me wrong , I still scratch my head over her choice of boyfriend in real life , but this was exaggerated . My room was close to theirs, I would here them having sex at night and be powerless to do anything about it . I would go out on the large balcony that overlooked the sunrise . This element I’ve dreamed of before , standing on a large balcony several stories up, moved by my internal magic to levitate . The sounds of them having sex, knowing the kids were there , knowing in the dream I still had to live there, for the kids . I clenched my fist and levitated a few inches from the ground as I’ve done before . I wanted to tell SOMEONE that I could do this , but end up leaping from the balcony and soaring as if winged into the sunrise . Fully awakening my flying powers. It’s always the same tho, when I can fly in my dreams. No one cares . I know it’s a big deal, that others can’t fly or do what I’ve done , but still, no one cares . Intrenched in the madness of the moment I barge in on my separated wife and her lover to remind them both that she and I are still married . That I’ve waited long enough for their fling to fizzle out and I have to move away, it not being healthy for me to live with them , revolving in the far orbit of her life . Disregarded , unwanted even. I tried to tell her, desperately that I can fly now ! That I’m not only better than I was, but unique and special, a prize waiting just for her. The house lost power and I went into the kids room to hug them both deeply before returning to the balcony . I looked back at the house that I no longer recognized , deeply scarred and powerless to change another’s heart . At last I sighed and realized she would never come find me . I would return from time to time to see the children. But as I leapt from the balcony one last time towards the horizon I took stock of it all. I’ve gained the ability to fly, but it failed to impress the one who’s heart I wanted to reach . Maybe someday someone will see in me what I feel , or maybe I’ll just keep flying towards the sunset until it finally does.