Broken dreams

I am sick of these broken dreams

When they break like a crystal ball

They recall my childhood screams

And my tears fall like a water fall

Into the fatal streams

Of agony

These dreams are scary in their own way

They are like nightmares

But are also beautiful like you. I pray!

That these dreams should be true 

And shouldn't be too

Cause they are about our love and betray

Will these dreams decide my fate?

I don't know

Cause I am not a saint

But one thing I definitely know

They are making me faint

And I am living and suffocating under these dreams

Of temporary joy and an endless sorrow

Reviews

[Voice11]

Interesting. More thoughts later

[mnisha]

like the usage of simple words.... but cd improve on vocabulary...nevertheless a sweet piece of writing :)

[deeps]

This is really amazing I liked this alot

[Jessica Mai]

Wow this is an wonderful poem. I love the first stanza the best

I am sick of these broken dreams
When they break like a crystal ball
They recall my childhood screams
And my tears fall like a water fall
Into the fatal streams
Of agony

Just WOW!
You expressed the message awesomely. Another great write!