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Dying Dream

     Today is the day that the hope inside me died, but how I wish that someone could
know, I realized today and I sat down and cried. Something I loved is becoming
my foe. I thought that I could do it, I knew I could if I tried. But I realized

I cannot do it, my hope is no longer alive. I didn't want to let anybody down. I
thought I was succeeding. But now I know my dream has been drown. And now my
heart is bleeding. I can no longer see the finish line, I can no longer see the
sun. This despair has made me go blind, and doubting has begun. I hope I am
foreseeing things, and counting my ducks before they hatch, saying something
before the fat lady sings, but the truth, it doesn't match. I know now it won't
happen anymore, I will not reach my goal, I think I knew that before, but I
blocked the truth from my soul. Its time to pack my dream away, cause it will
never be. I know this might come to you in dismay, but I hope one day you will
see.