I once dreamed of the stars,
That was long before I gave myself scars,
I once dreamed of placing the last puzzle piece,
Now I dream of finding the peace in my own mind,
I once dreamed of being free to roam,
Being free from my own mind is what I dream of now,
I once dreamed of growing up,
That was before I did and the world hurt me,
“Let me go!” Is what I would cry on a warm summer day,
Now that is what I cry out to my inner demons,
Times were better before I grew up,
And realized the world would hurt me,
I wish to go back,
And truly be free,
But now I have scars, a broken mind,
And I’m chained to my own diseased brain.
Jul 13, 2018
Jul 13, 2018 at 11:46 AM UTC
I once dreamed of the stars,
That was long before I gave myself scars,
I once dreamed of placing the last puzzle piece,
Now I dream of finding the peace in my own mind,
I once dreamed of being free to roam,
Being free from my own mind is what I dream of now,
I once dreamed of growing up,
That was before I did and the world hurt me,
“Let me go!” Is what I would cry on a warm summer day,
Now that is what I cry out to my inner demons,
Times were better before I grew up,
And realized the world would hurt me,
I wish to go back,
And truly be free,
But now I have scars, a broken mind,
And I’m chained to my own diseased brain.
Thank you for reading this, this is the first poem that I’ve shared with anyone else. If you have any suggestions please message me because I’m just starting out and I’m trying to learn. I hope you enjoyed reading this.
~Kae
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