BROKEN DREAMS

WHEN I WAS A LITTLE GIRL,

I USED TO DREAM ABOUT THE MAN

WHO'D GIVE ME THE WORLD.

JUST SIMPLE, LITTLE THINGS;

A HUG AND A KISS GOOD MORNING

MAYBE SOMEDAY A DIAMOND RING.

A HOUSE FULL OF LOVE,

RESPECT, HONESTY AND ALWAYS FAITHFUL

WITH GOD'S BLESSING FROM ABOVE.

JUST WANTED ONLY ONE MAN

TO LOVE ME FOREVER,

NOT TO HURT ME JUST BECAUSE HE CAN.



NOW MY TEARS FALL LIKE RAIN

FOR I ONLY WANTED SOMEONE TO LOVE ME

NOT CAUSE ME TO BE IN PAIN.

THIS PAIN I LIVE WITH EVERY DAY

SEEING LOVERS WALKING HAND-IN-HAND

KNOWING LOVE WILL NEVER COME MY WAY.

I CRY MYSELF TO SLEEP AT NIGHT

WITH ONLY A PILLOW TO HOLD ON TOO,

KNOWING THIS IS NOW MY LIFE.

ONLY SHATTERED DREAMS REMAIN

OF A LIFE I'LL NEVER HAVE

FOR ALL I CAN FEEL IS THIS BURNING PAIN.

I KNOW THAT NO ONE WILL EVER LOVE ME

OR ACCEPT ME THE WAY THAT I AM,

SO ALL THAT IS LEFT OF ME IS MY BROKEN DREAMS.

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WRITTEN SUN. AUG. 20, 2006 AT 9:53 A.M.

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lonelymemories's picture

This is a good poem... I know how tat feels....