Broken Dreams

Is it the shallow grave of heartache

Author's Note

Is it the shallow grave of heartache which is simply never burried, left to never justify anything, but to remind u of your mistakes? Forever I am gazing into the thick mist of nothing. Truth is seeking me yet I am nowhere. But I am not lost, instead I am searching or hiding. For what I don't know or why, but still this is nothing in the forward. The hands of time will not stop for me, or pause, or decrease. I am holding my hands out to try to touch what I cannot see, still nothing to feel, much like me. There is no stop to trying to win over hearts and smiles, or praise and loyalty, for that we are weakened. It us nothing but a never ending everlasting battle to trust; to be trusted. I ask a question but nothing, nothing to hear. Am I so much like u that I am seeming so different? I just may be like a constant moving wind, searching for an untouchable common ground. Am I bound together by lies and dishonesty, pulling, but no release. Can people ever truly change, or for ever be shadowed by the thought of trying? Better left unsaid really means better if I never did. If I gave my soul to u could u protect it, would u salvage your last, everything? Could u look into my eyes with tears, blood and sweat, and tell me if these eyes are going to make u happy for the rest of our lives. If only I could try to win your frail heart and fix it up to help love me. But instead there's nothing. Broken prices I am, and u seem the slightest. The one of beauty both in and out, sided by hatred and crying tears of doubt. I only want to please u; I am doing nothing, but everything. Are u mine forever or just for now? Are we to just be disagreed or not be at all? I want to love and embrace you and never stop..

Reviews

[None]

Great prose poem. I love how so many lines feed right into the next. I wonder what would happen if you played with the way they are broken up on the page? The first line is a little incoherent. It's got a great question, but its grammatical error is keeping it from its full potential.

Great emotional lyric rant. :) Your voice is captivating, much like a love letter's spell. Shakespearean even.

[S. Michael Long]

wonderful prose.. I loved this poem (: keep it up -s

[Amata Luna]

Nice. This is a very good poem. I thought it was a story but I see you made it on your poem. It's a very good piece and I do enjoyed reading it. It's great to read something new from another writer. Thank you for sharing this one. :)

[Erin]

I'm sorry I can't write in the regular writing space my cell won't allow me. Please still read. Thanx...