Dreams are not free.

by Passionate   Jan 10, 2006


I'm tired of standing up,
thinking that I'm strong.
there's so much i wish i could say,
but even these words will come out wrong.
for nothing can explain the emotions that i long.
I'm far past lost,
cold and dazed,
tortured by the smell of you,
imagining every possible day.
you say that you care,
but is this torture not seen to you as corrupt?
you say that you still love,
but where have you truly been?
what have we become?
when you walk away,
as if there is nothing more to say,
my head spins,
my stomach does flips,
your the reason i feel like this.
to be with you is a never ended wish,
nothing has changed with the way i feel about this.
and yet i can not say.
I find myself smiling,
until i realize my true thoughts,
and i remember dreaming always ends with a cost.
you ask me what is wrong,
but i can not reply,
i still feel as though you are that one guy,
why waste a day,
that in the end could be lost,
why break a heart like a ship thats been tossed?
tell me now,
do you want to be with me,
but don't play a game,
remember
i said dreams are not free.

**i don't know if this even makes sense. i don't even know if you read what I've said. all i can do is hope, but it really doesn't come with out a cost, so i hope you see this before we become lost.**

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