Dreams No MoreA Poem by Kenneth Stephen Goodpaster
Dreams No More I remember that
nightmare where we lived, I use to stay up
all night crying Hurts to say, wishing that I never lived But I always felt
closer to dying I stumbled about
through my slumber Stubbed my toe to
look into the mirror To see the hairs on
my face are whiter Wondering, could
dreams be any further? Then came April who
made my heart stagnant And I wonder how I
can still miss her While I fantasize if
she was pregnant And if I could be the
perfect father. Don't worry, I still
remember you Brock I smiled when you told
me you were artistic And I wept when you
gave me the shock If I could for you then
I would fix it I'm in this place now
because of you Conquering my demons
of duality Just to make what I
can of myself for you For letting my dreams
become reality. Though as the fourth
month approaches closer There is a dream inside
that still lingers.
© 2014 Kenneth Stephen Goodpaster |
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