I Know That the Dream Has Died
I know that the dream has died.
But why?
Why does it end so suddenly?
Our dreams fade into nothing.
As if they were never there to begin with.
Our dreams just glimpses of what could be
But never will be.
It's sad to begin with, but then its expected.
You stop being supersized and except it.
Your dreams will die and you along with it.
I know that the dream has died.
I now know why.
Copyright © Briennah Reed | Year Posted 2016
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