So Many Feelings

So many feelings that they are hard to explain  
All fighting  to be the one at the front of my brain

Some good, most of them bad
Freshly there in the morning  from the bad dreams I had

Tossing and turning all thru the night  
At this rate I see no end in sight

Dreams of my parents  who have already passed
Waking  up  and trying to see the true contrast

What is the meaning of these dream, if any
For every dream I wish I had a penny

Rich by now is what I would be, but money doesn't matter
When I lost my parents my world shattered  

Picking up the pieces with the knowledge they are at peace
But the feeling of missing them will never cease

In my heart they will always be near 
Always wishing they was still here
So many feelings  escape  in the form of a tear.





           09/19/2016
  Contest     All the tiny pieces
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Turner Avatar
September 19, 2016 at 9:51 PM
Tracey, I hope you entered this in the "all the tiny pieces" contest. It reads like a winner!
Pollack Avatar
September 20, 2016 at 6:46 AM
Thank you for the compliment and the vote of confidence. And I took your advice and just entered that contest. Glad you like it. :-)
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