A girl that dreams

Frustrations at work do a poem of suffering make

Teeth clenched and spirit storming, 

A love of hatred building, 

The need for redemption hidden, 

Waiting to strike, a moment unsuspected, 

Only young, but expectations piled,

Only learning, but mistakes a fould she doth make, 

Thrown down and stomped upon repeatedly, 

When she dared a question to ask, 

The need to leave building upon day, 

Struggling in a position others don't understand, 

Frustration boring holes in her sanity, 

Seething with helpless anger, a silent death made, 

Half the reason of her suffereing, 

The treatment of a child to bear knowledge, 

Decades in the field only a year to gather, 

His actions and words bring her heart to hate, 

A passion she holds, a flower to never die, 

Staying here, a flame that cannot live on, 

Stuck between choices, for her or to dream, 

The question of a broken sanity, or home to be, 

A slow and painful death of dreams, 

Twirling arund the head of a child, 

Waiting for her chance to shine, 

Though the constant shame of shadows thrown at, 

Small town hopes and dreams eager to please, 

Those that feed a mouth and supply the roof, 

To create a future to support the life of, 

A girl with dreams dying today.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

It is sad when our dreams die. A interesting story leading to the sad ending. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[WillaDanvers]

It is sad indeed. But at the same time, we need not let one person control our love for a dream. Many lessons hidden that we learn time. Thanks for your kind words!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right my friend. But we see life with new eyes when our life changes. You are welcome.

[yuhee]

I could relate to this. Scared of not meeting their expectations.

[WillaDanvers]

A terrible feeling

[Glen's not so clean sla..]

DEEPLY moving and poignant poetry.

[WillaDanvers]

Thank you!