Dream Sequence
Dream Sequence
I remember the blissful days.
All the laughs and fond memories.
Each day was meant to be lived for the moment because they were so wonderful.
My dreams full of stars one for every moment that I loved.
I soared as high as the eye could see and further there was nothing wrong that could stop me.
There weren't even enough angels in heaven that could amount to the smiles on my face.
It was like a godsend.
Now I open my eyes and look at me.
I see the pain and torment in my weak beaten eyes.
So lost and so confused.
I try to hold on to what I have left of the sugar plum land.
It was so perfect.
So damn right in every way.
God throw me in your mercy and tell me what I did to disserve this.
My beautiful, wonderful world is gone.
Everything I hold on to brings more hurt.
There is nothing that lifts me up.
Everything brings back something.
I can't forget the joy I once had.
I try to rip up the world and totally trash my mind but I still have the memories, the pain, the tears and the empty dreams.
MAH
Author's Note: this poem is about parents and how they think there everything and forget there not!
I remember the blissful days.
All the laughs and fond memories.
Each day was meant to be lived for the moment because they were so wonderful.
My dreams full of stars one for every moment that I loved.
I soared as high as the eye could see and further there was nothing wrong that could stop me.
There weren't even enough angels in heaven that could amount to the smiles on my face.
It was like a godsend.
Now I open my eyes and look at me.
I see the pain and torment in my weak beaten eyes.
So lost and so confused.
I try to hold on to what I have left of the sugar plum land.
It was so perfect.
So damn right in every way.
God throw me in your mercy and tell me what I did to disserve this.
My beautiful, wonderful world is gone.
Everything I hold on to brings more hurt.
There is nothing that lifts me up.
Everything brings back something.
I can't forget the joy I once had.
I try to rip up the world and totally trash my mind but I still have the memories, the pain, the tears and the empty dreams.
MAH
Author's Note: this poem is about parents and how they think there everything and forget there not!

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