I had a dream

1) I had a dream ! ( essay ) Part 1 I had a dream one time it was kind of life dream to be a beatiful poet or well- known novelist but things went wrong nothing like in childhood when I hit the ball and then my leg felt pain now they attacked me in the deepest part of my spirit Hope's Place and Im trying hard to hide the pain . Why the road get tough why I was convicted to feel how dies my overwhelmed soul my aching heart ? It wasn't just a dream it was the meaning of happines the paradise of routine , my ego's pride . This place those people are the hell itself for every cell in my body . My "talent" its not growing up as I thought when I was a brightest star of my dark nights in contrary its fading from this slur . There's no regret no hope no name of author to be called from the others , no blank letters to be filled up from my blood or from the bottom of my heart color.