Hopes and Dreams

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Once upon a time,
In a dream far gone,
I held constellations in my hands.
Stars that shone brighter than the sun
were at my command.

In this dream,
the stars danced all around me.
The stars and I danced to every melody
you could ever imagine.
Destiny was my friend.

Once upon a time,
These stars held all my dreams
And all my hopes
Within their glimmer.
I thought that the constellations
would lead me to my dreams.

Their rhythmic dance
made me believe that I was worthy,
that I could control destiny and write my own future.
Until I woke up in a world I didn't know.
The stars were gone and
destiny had left me all alone.

Next thing I knew,
the universe had taken away all I knew
and brought a burning  sunrise that threatened

everything that I held dear.
This bright sun came like a wild forest fire
and burned down everything I thought I knew to be true.

I couldn't fight it
Who am I to argue with the universe?
Who am I to protest that I'm right?
Who am I to think that I matter?
Who am I to think that my dreams matter?
Where do I get off thinking that
I matter when there are so many things
much bigger than I?

After all,
I have nothing left to dream or hope for.
My dreams are gone.
My hopes have vanished.
Burned down to ashes.
I'll just lie here and wait to turn to dust.

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