Found in Dreams

just getting some stuff in my dreams off my mind

 

The hardest part is that you did not want to fight

Time stood the test of nothing

Love meant nothing

 

The hardest part is that you did not want to say a word

Voiceless

Words forced out by a conversation not worth having

Fear paralyzes

All that could be left is your obscure writing

Like your obscure heart

 

The hardest part is that I keep having dreams of you

I see myself standing up for you

Telling everyone to stay out of it

And even when they can not let go

We hold on to one another

I see all that I let go to be with you

 

The hardest part is seeing us make love over and over

My dreams, vivid as reliving it

Feeling the truth that the bodies could not lie

It is there you love me

Or did you

Maybe that is just the dream

 

The hardest part is knowing it is not true

Not true

You are not true

Not to me

Not to yourself

 

Not True

Reviews

[Cece]

oh the first thing
that comes to mind

"The hardest part is that you did not want to say a word
Voiceless" Fear paralyzes

is it fear
that paralyzes
what is it
that keeps a man
from saying
"I love you"
is it fear that
its not true

the first thing i felt as i read

[Red_Queen]

Peaches said "don't give up on love" I say do give up sometims it's just not worth it. I think i would wrather never love then love and lose.

[E. M. Murren]

Another powerful write. This is a poem of farewell in so many things. the mourning process is as important to the death of a relationship as it is to the death of a person. You have expressed it well.

[Brandon]

That was really good. I felt like this poem is straight from your heart. I wonder if whoever the poem is portraying, they wanted someone to love them like they wanted. They cared more about the idea of love then the person. The person seems like an a*s. If someone was not loving me the way I wanted to be loved I would be like... bye bye... see you later... good luck with your next relationship... a*s. Though I do know what it feels like to want some ones love. Even though I don't really want them. Just the idea. But putting yourself through that kills your heart. This poem has so much raw emotion. I feel like someone is sitting on the side of there bed going over this in there head. Getting ready to explode with emotion, and start throwing stuff. Anxiety kills.
It would be cool if you could leave a message explaining this poem to me. It seems personal. But if its something you don't mind talking about, that would be great!

[SweetPeachesAlways]

How sad and painful your words...Please don't give up on love, though! Excellent piece of writing, though. Very heartfelt and dripping with emotion...