It's simply insane
how can so many dreams
fit in
in such a small body.
They occupy every inch
of my confused being
making love
to hopes and expectations
tearing each other
and me
apart.
They're the ones
keeping me company
often the cause
of my empty
and sad mind
overwhelming my soul
and letting it down.
I've tried to get rid of them
i really did try
but they're what makes
my fucked up brain
shine.
They're everything i'm made of
and at times
they're my best friends
always the ones
i can pour my heart out to.
Cause i know
they'll never share
a single word.
They're all i have,
after all.