Dreams,dreams, dreams
Big and small; they are all dreams
Things we desperately wish for
Would do anything for
Give our heart and soul to
What if they terrify us
What if we're scared of not achieving them all
We would cut our skin
Watch out blood drain
Until we lose control
When we don't see our dreams become real
We gaze at the stars
Close our eyes
And wish for them all
We would sleep in hope to wake up when they aren't mere dreams
It's both heart breaking and blood curdling
to think of our dreams
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Random Rumination
Poetry| #53 in poetry 20/2/2018 | ---------- ❝I like it. Maybe it's because my words look better on paper. Or because my lips fail to utter my words. ❞ - Phadwa : 0| My ink
