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Dreams

Why do I even bother to dream Just so I can have my heart torn apart At the seems It’s not hard for anyone to see at all I dream and then I fall Laying on the floor Don’t help when you are trying to stand tall Close the door to it don’t walk back down that hall Dreams are to God we pray, everyday It’s to Him we ask that He show us the way Stay positive, focused they say But I’ve seen it happen so many times before Love’s such a hard game to play And it’s me left here to keep score Dreams can sometimes drive you out of your mind Leave you helpless and blind It’s your heart that gets left behind Sit there begging for any kind of sign But like can be hard, cruel, and very unkind Dreams has been a song About love and how it’s gone wrong And how we still try to hold on Perhaps we were meant to move on Dreams are what so much of me have been taken Leaving me here broken and forsaken With my heart aching My body breaking Why do I let them keep taking I know damn it I need waking Dreams are the reasons I now pretend When I really need just to mend And to al of you who keep pulling me through My love I will always send to you Dreams have taken so much form me Yet have given back so little and for me they rarely bend Dreams are the means to my end

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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Book: Shattered Sighs