Dreams

They say to keep dreaming

Even though it won’t come true

Not unless you take the first step

In becoming more like you

 

You have to try

You have to fight

You have to suffer

To gain the life

You’ve always dreamed of

Ever since you were small

That is

If you even care about your dreams at all

 

It’s not easy

No one said it would be

It’s not easy

But I’m getting closer

To becoming me

 

Life’s not a fairytale

Dreams don’t come true

You have to fight

Bite

Crawl

And scratch

To get to where you want to be

 

Does it make you a bad person?

Not necessarily

They’d do the same to you

 

It’s just the way things have to be

To turn your dreams to reality

 

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Passion

Music was in his soul

In his heart

Always on his mind

 

To say that music was his passion

Would be an understatement

It was his life

 

The way his eyes lit up

When he heard his favorite score

His mouth would move with every word

His fingers kept time with the beat

 

He never listened to music

He embraced it

Became a part of it

 

He could never get enough

I never saw anything quite like it

It fascinated me

Just as the song did to him

 

He was my passion

My life

My love

 

And now he’s gone

Roses

Roses are red, violets are blue,

Why am I getting these for you?

In the end, they’ll just be thrown away.

Besides, flowers can’t really express what I’m trying to say.

 

Maybe I should get a card instead.

Or, perhaps, bring you breakfast while you’re still in bed.

No, neither of those will do.

It’s simply not enough to make an impression on you.

 

Of course, you don’t have to make things so hard.

God, I barely know where to start!

Maybe a ring, some chocolate, or a teddy bear.

Perhaps a flower, or a ribbon, to put through your hair.

 

So, here we are, back to the flowers again.

Right back to where all of this began.

Roses are red, violets are blue,

Am I really good enough for you?

Shelter

What can you say

While your life fades away

 

What can you do

When your friends turn their backs on you

 

The ones you thought

Would always be there

Will be the ones to leave without a single care

 

Echoes from the past

Haunt your present dreams

All the while your fragile life

Falls apart at the seams

 

Yet you’re the only one

Who can piece it all back together

You’re the only one

Who can give yourself shelter

Sleepwalking

I was sleepwalking through my life

Until you appeared by my side

You took me by the hand

And brought me into the Light

 

Then I fell

Dragging you beneath

Still, you refused to part with me

You gave me hope

You gave me peace

When there was none received

 

You give my life meaning

Yet see none in your own

Just know that I’ll be with you

Through any storm

 

I swear to be with you

Between all rights and wrongs

We’ve been alone

For far too long

Past

It’s strange to think

I won’t see you anymore

You’re a shadow now

A passing thought

A memory from long before

 

Time steals only the best

We can never win

They’ll never understand

 

Don’t care what they think

Their opinions shouldn’t count

It’s your heart

That matters in the end

Not theirs

 

The pain will fade

But the memories last

I will never forget you

You’re part of the past

 

Journey

I tread along this broken path

Desperate and alone

Looking for a special place

One to call my own

The world that I left behind

Echoes through my mind

The ones that I loved

The ones that I lost

At such an untimely

And priceless cost

I often wonder how I came to be

Wandering this dreary world

On my own

Always searching for that special place

The one to call my own