I wish I could see you,
where are my dreams now?
Have they just gone away?
I can't remember them.
My days have become
so empty.
I'm just so tired
of doing the same things
day after day.
I still remember
how I believed that
love and freedom
would become a
part of my life.
Where are my dreams now?
Are they dead?
Perhaps, I'm the one
who is dead now.
YOU ARE READING
A broken soul
PoetryThis book is a collection of poems that speak about death, love, loneliness and all the emotions and feelings that we all feel.