Maybe it's just me thinking again
Always turned to picking up the pen.
Writing down the emotions I feel
When you turned to peel.
Left me unclothed and cold
First time you answered so bold.
I dream almost every night about you
Hoping they would come true.
To my dismay you dont want me
But you know it's meant to be.
Since all the way back in the day
Always did it our way.
Made each other smile a lot
You were the one I thought.
We both knew the it from the start
But you still chose to dart.
I'm so confused it hurts me
Said you would never leave me.
But here I sit with my heart torn
Threatening to undo my born.
Making everything become so dark
Thinking of those days at the park.
Maybe even remembering small
Neverming I know it all.
I want nothing more than you
Nothing more to be so true.
Somehow you did too
But your heart's gone blue.
Empty from all of the lies
In the end who truly dies?
I still dont know what it means
All of the constant Broken Dreams.
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Dreams Over Reality
PoetryA compliation of poems and skits. The skits are no longer being continued. Most poems are about me and the events around me. Read my story This is my story.
