Sometimes,
when I’m up late
and I need to
come up with
a dream so I can
stop crying and
maybe get some
much needed sleep,
I dream of what
it would be like
to marry young
and finally be
able to escape
this hellhole
and never have
to look back again.
Could it really
be so easy?
Is that the price
of my freedom?
If so, I don’t think
dreams and reality
operate on the
same currency.
All they seem to do about me is complain.
It brings my heart such conflict and pain.
They make me feel like I’m not worth anything.
Like I’m a slave and they’re my king.
They make me feel horrible about myself.
They’ve trapped me and I need to free myself.
But they push me down each time I try,
So all I can do is sit down and cry.
*so I wrote this poem a good 7 years ago for an eighth grade project( keep that in mind as the rhythm is truly non existent). It was meant to be a comfort poem for my best friend since her grandfather had recently passed. Now, considering the current state of my own grandmother, I find this poem to also be a comfort. I hope other can as well*
I know that you are devoted by his passing on,
But it’s time to start moving on.
Now missing him isn’t wrong,
But you need to move along.
For else, he will never arrive
At the place he looked forward to while alive.
Now this place he hopes to find
Is like no other kind,
It has everything he’ll ever need.
Yes, Heaven is an amazing place indeed.
So in order for him to go,
You must be willing to let go.
I know heart’s aren’t easy to mend,
But that is why I’m here for you, my friend.
I am here to help you through this painful journey
For I have been there and know it isn’t easy.
Now I know it won’t heal over night,
But after awhile, you’ll feel alright.
Dreaming a dream, old as true.
American as red white and blue.
Work for the things we want in life.
And to someone be a loyal wife.
Buy a house with money we earn.
A place for us to always return.
Have jobs that we truly enjoy.
Welcome to the world a girl or boy.
(See what the future has in-store,
Maybe we will welcome a few more).
To fill our home with memories
To watch our children earn their degrees.
To grow old together and have care
From our children that were always there.
We’ll live our lives from day to day.
For us, happiness will always stay.
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