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"Do you think peoples dreams come true?" "Yes." "Do you think that someone will ever not find that?" "No. Only if they give up." As a kid, I didn't know how to dream. Santa was my Uncle Raymond. DJ Laid out the Easter eggs. Mommy was the tooth fairy, so if I was good, I'd get a few extra dollars. I used big words like concentrating and forgiveness. I didn't pretend my Dad would one day be there for me, He wasn't. He was an alcoholic. My mom hated her body. Bill abuses my aunt, and I have always known. I did not know how to dream. I had nightmares. Swiper the fix trying to swipe me. Peeing the bed. People leaving and dying and chasing and falling. I do not remember dreams. Whimsy. You are my miracle. We're. We're. We're. I learned how to dream when I held you. When I saw that look in your eyes when you were dreaming.. I somehow learned how too.. It isnt what it is cracked up to be. I do not like to dream. Not now that you are gone. I have to realize that I am logic. I am a rock. I am alone. I am school work and planning and organizing and predictability. I cannot be a dreamer. That is why you leave. Always will. I learned to dream. I will always have you to thank for that.. But I have to give that up now. The shoe did not fit. Dreams don't come true. Dreams don't come true. Dreams do not ever come true. Logic does. I learned to dream of us and love and trust and forever and Caleb and family and... I give up on my dreams.
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Aug 17, 2015
Aug 17, 2015 at 2:01 PM UTC
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"Do you think peoples dreams come true?" "Yes." "Do you think that someone will ever not find that?" "No. Only if they give up." As a kid, I didn't know how to dream. Santa was my Uncle Raymond. DJ Laid out the Easter eggs. Mommy was the tooth fairy, so if I was good, I'd get a few extra dollars. I used big words like concentrating and forgiveness. I didn't pretend my Dad would one day be there for me, He wasn't. He was an alcoholic. My mom hated her body. Bill abuses my aunt, and I have always known. I did not know how to dream. I had nightmares. Swiper the fix trying to swipe me. Peeing the bed. People leaving and dying and chasing and falling. I do not remember dreams. Whimsy. You are my miracle. We're. We're. We're. I learned how to dream when I held you. When I saw that look in your eyes when you were dreaming.. I somehow learned how too.. It isnt what it is cracked up to be. I do not like to dream. Not now that you are gone. I have to realize that I am logic. I am a rock. I am alone. I am school work and planning and organizing and predictability. I cannot be a dreamer. That is why you leave. Always will. I learned to dream. I will always have you to thank for that.. But I have to give that up now. The shoe did not fit. Dreams don't come true. Dreams don't come true. Dreams do not ever come true. Logic does. I learned to dream of us and love and trust and forever and Caleb and family and... I give up on my dreams.
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Aug 17, 2015
Aug 17, 2015 at 2:01 PM UTC
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