It Was My Dream, by Don't build lies on ice cubes. Subscribe to rss feed for Don't build lies on ice cubes.

Its tainted now this dream of mine
This hope I held inside
I couldn't grasp that final star
But believe me that I tried

It was my dream to be the one
Who walked with her head high
And I was the one who worked for it
It was me who was the one to try

When I awoke, it was my heart the bled
And my eyes that cried wasted tears
I was the one whose dreams had broke
The recurring dreams that I'd carried for years

And I am the one who continues now
With a loss to her of direction
I am the one who shall find their way
Without misguided protection

It is me who knows that fate laid her hand
And her reality crushed my dream
But I am the one who knows theres a way
Despite how things may seem

And the loss of a dream means others
Ones I hadn't noted before
They creep into my subconscious mind
Beckoning on a vulnerable door

And they tease me to a different way
I different life which calls to me
And these new dreams tie in to happiness
So these dreams are meant to be

And the person I am is changing
For to have these dreams i never dared
And my life will still go the way I wish
Even if my dreams become shared
Posted: 2006-01-09 22:45:39 UTC

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2006-01-14 21:12:23Apache Rose
Remember, an Ox will never drown in a ford as long as it keeps walking.