When Freedom Is But a Dream

As I gaze at the pale blue sky
I can't help but wonder why
   Whenever we wish for something the most
   This is what becomes ever hopelessly lost.
      For when I, for my freedom and liberty, dream
      And suddenly the stars seem to lose their gleam.

And because I am forbidden to cry
I choke back my tears and heavily sigh.
   Into the blue ocean, my dream was tossed
   This I mull over, my eyes with tears are glossed.
      In my heart, loneliness and misery are a true team
      A heart - mine - breaks, because freedom in but a dream.
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Michael Avatar
December 7, 2017 at 5:20 AM
You said it in this line,"Whenever we wish for something the most This is what becomes ever hopelessly lost." That's where the danger lies... All the best Franchesca
Rt Avatar
December 8, 2017 at 7:36 AM
Thank's a bunch! I appreciate you taking your time to read this.
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