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The Day I Lost My Dreams

September 14th the day I lost my life Wait not life I’m still alive Yet every cell is screaming that I’m in hell That’s the day I was in an accident That’s the day everything went to You’ll be fine they said Take a drink and rest they said They failed to mention that my dreams are dead Every part of me screaming for help But everyone I ask is then nowhere to be found September 14th is the day I died Wait not dead I’m still here Something everyone forgot when I’m not near I tried to reach out and ask for support Then you act like we have no rapport? Drowning sinking barely surviving Yet there you sit, clearly thriving Did I mean nothing? September 14th I was in an accident I lost my dreams, I lost my future Even though my heart is the only one needing sutures Inside I lost everything, outside is fine Only I can bear the pain that is mine Standing here alone in this mess Standing here being told I’m blessed. Blessed to be alive blessed to be here If only you could feel the pain I fear Blessed to be destined to be broken forever Blessed to be here instead of whenever I wish I could go back to the times Back when my life was mine Now it belongs to lawyers and doctors and family telling me that I’ll still “prosper” My life is ruined. My dreams gone. Just left here to work for fing Amazon.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




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