Dreams dont come true

by Ashley Arnold   Jun 18, 2005


Every morning I try not to remember all of the bad things.

Every night I cant stop hearing all those horrible rings.

I wake up to know one face.

I go to bed knowing I must be in the wrong place.

I stare at the sky hopping all my dreams will come true

I blink to telling my self that's its all bull and it just a sky a blue

I eat to keep me living so I cant talk to later at night

I starve knowing it wont ever be right

I run at night because it takes you off my mind

I make my self sit down, knowing that I am the wrong kind

I got up and left, witch I shouldn't have but I did to make some one happy

I thought about coming back, but I know it will be all crappy

I dial your number hoping you will pick up, so I can hear your voice

I hang up real fast because I don't want to talk, just to hear you, and yes I do that cause its my choice

I go to sleep thinking everything will be all cool

I wake up knowing that i am a fool

Every breath I take it dedicated to you

Every blink of my eye I try to clear my mind, all I am trying to do is to tell you that's dreams don't come true.

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