Patrick Weber- A Poem

Disputing Discrepancies 

Would you believe me if I told you I saw you?

It’s true, you were there, I saw you in my sleep.
You were standing in the corner patiently watching

I swear it wasn't me.

Staring, empty eyes. Emotionless face.
I see through you, your attempts to read me.
Contemplating your next action inside my head.

But if it’s my dream, do you do what I think?

Is my subconscious attempting to provide guilt?

Fabricating lies of truth from somewhere inside.

I want to see it all this time,

I want to know where it went, where it hit.

I’ll go back in time, floating through my memories.

Finding the truth floating in a sea of lies,

Misconceptions and underlying schemes.

Haze of a drunken stupor, fires of a broken soul

Inside my head, a burning hole.

Three days later, I see you again.

Visiting my dreams, pubescent attempt to haunt me.

I swear I didn't do it.

Calling you out, you turn and run.

Ignoring all my thoughts, straying from my light.

Are you real? Are you in my head?

Why can’t I control you?

Why can’t I be dead? Even it out,
give them a reason  to feel retribution

Ill go back again, navigating the hidden paths of my mind.

I found it this time, everything.

I see his blood on my hands, just a kid.

It shouldn't have happened like this.

Can I even it out? Is my life worth his?

You step out in the light, you are holding the gun

That took his life, in just a moment.

Put it up to my head, I know what to do

I pull the trigger, all while keeping eye contact with you.



Patrick Weber is an aspiring writer of 2 years. He has previously been accepted for publication at The Stray Branch, and he is currently in the process of writing his first novel.