Avoiding Dreams Poem by Andrus Cassian

A last serenade, unlikely
meant to hurt, no way possible
One question that won't seem to cope
Why does it feel strange
talking to a known someone
who threw a bullet after bullet
which finally nailed me but avoided my heart
An own answered question, possibly
yet it still makes no sense
but all the time I've tried
to make it make sense to me, to you
One fight after one try
left everything in a broken heap
We were friends before us started
maybe us can wait and being friends can last
I know I've tripped a lot
but I've done some growing up
You can thank the book God wrote
and the music he's blessed me with
I don't have wings or halo
but I just want to see
What it would be to avoid a dream
and relax
Relax and count how many stars are left
before I fall asleep tonight