My Dream

by Amanda Sloan   Jun 26, 2005


The only place we can be is in our sleep
No longer can you be in my reality

I could go on and live in my
dreams
but what kind of life would that be?

It amazes me that my lungs continue to breath without you to make my heart beat

When you were my only love
The only life i knew
The only dream made true

Love how could you be so deceiving my love was all a lie. My life nothing but a game. Your just the same as all the others i pushed away.You never thought I'd see through that sugar of yours. Thought I'd always be there always yours. Love don't forsake me, who's the being that i fell for, where's the love that i used to beg for. Who did i give my heart to?
How could you wither into something so fake?
All the things you say you hate, you take them in while a smile crosses your face. Blossoming to everything in candy form listening and taking things that aren't yours.

That look in your eyes is gone no longer are they blue. But a murky water turned gray. Child I'll miss the days, the genuine beam on your face.

But i can't allow myself another battle just to win your grace. I was blind to see and made you such a perfect thing. No imperfections, and sweet to the center. My heart was fooled and my love is now forgotten.

I take away a few possessions from this misery
A new appreciation for the one's who've made it through
A million and one pictures of you
And a wavering heart searching for anything thats true

I don't want to have to start over
or write a new song
Without your life as my melody
and your love the voice in my song

But the man I love no longer lives in his place. There's someone new although the same face

You had convinced everyone that no one else was like you, fooled our minds. Made yourself look honest and true. Wait till that flame burns you. We've opened our eyes and have to ask do i know you?

So maybe a life of dreams would be better than this scene
Where i could be with the man you used to be

I'm writing a new song
Without you as my inspiration
But of the gaping hole left where
my love and my heart were
maliciously ripped from my chest

Someone else lives here now
I don't know who she is
I've never met a girl with no sound
Quiet and astray in her feelings
Like she's lost, i hope she finds climbs back to her life somehow

Although dreams are no reality
what kind of life is this
If it is my dreams or this
there is no comparison
My dream is my wish

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