I am a Lost Dream
I am Forgotten,
Left on the shelf to rot.
No one pays attention anymore.
I'm a waste of their space.
All those dreams I had,
Of one day making you proud,
Have been forgotten,
Just like me.
They've been left on a shelf,
A waste of the space in my mind.
I don't pay any attention to them,
Becuase no one pays attention to me.
I use to think I could be anything,
And people would tell me,
The sky is the limit,
But why the sky?
There is so much past that,
So much to explore,
But people have forgotten about it,
Just like they forgot about me.
I'm useless,
Nothing here to see,
So move on your way unless
You actually care about me.
This is a cruel world,
I know,
But can't it just seem normal,
Seem fair,
For one second?
I am Forgotten.
I am a Lost Dream.
Dreams Remembered - Then Forgotten
I could say I had it all ... once.
Nice house, car, huge yard.
Wonderful woman, friends.
One day, it all went away.
But the dreams keep bringing me back.
I can see those days,
clearly,
they breathe in my dreams,
rise up,
take hold;
then I wake.
My mind tries to bring that back,
but ever quickly,
they fade like a forgotten touch,
a forgotten kiss,
a forgotten laugh.
The gray fog around me lifts,
and my day begins.
Yet, I smile.
It was all there, once,
now forgotten.
And yet,
the turnstile of dreams,
rotates in my sleep.
Remembered then,
forgotten, tomorrow.
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8/12/2018
8:44 p.m. - 8:48 p.m.
lost dreams
lost dream.
you and me.
me and you.
us.
what used to be
was sugar and spice
and nothing nice.
we used to wander the halls,
lost alone but found together.
turns out,
i was wandering,
but you were searching.
i was endlessly empty,
but you were finding fulfillment.
then you found it.
and now i roam the streets
clutching a lost dream
of us.
I Dreamed of You
I once had a dream
That our love
Would never end.
I dreamed that you
Would never
Grow tired of me.
But that dream
Has been given up on.
There’s no point
In continuing
To wish for you.
I had a dream
We would grow old
In each other's arms.
But that was a dream
Only one of us had.,
I may have
Given up on us,
But that doesn’t mean
I can’t think
Of what could have been
From time to time.
Just because I moved on
Doesn’t mean
I don’t miss you.
I miss you every day,
But we are no longer
A part of each other's lives,
And that is how
It has to stay.
Minutes Sizzle and Flip and...
you lament
the gold
diamond ring
fur coat...
the big house
jaguar
and all that
you’d have
given up
for them...
and you and
us too
prayin’ for
the lot
to bubble
up as...
decimals
commas
dollar signs
and while you
brew the
daily grind...
there is
only one
value
worth its salt
you pause
behind the
counter...
so distant
anyhow
running out
the door
down stage right
Goodbye...
kisses blow
like grains
of sand
underfoot
of that
lost childhood...
this is your
summer
staykation
your life
winding down
the shift...
erosion
of your
wishes and
dreams of
worldly
lifelong things...
heavy
feelings of
sweat beads
and sore feet
you won’t
be leaving...
Time will
come for you’re
well done
and burnt as
shown with
perfection...
#ForgottenAndLostDreams #Challenge
#therewasanotherchallengerelatedtothispoemalongtimeago....
dreamless
the land of forgotten
and lost dreams
a dreary place
is how it may seem
but step inside
this world of wonders
where hopelessness grows
in spontaneous colors
...
i have been here
too many times
i feel like i must
avert my eyes
to see these horrors
in disguise
to know i
will never be alive
for i have never
truly lived
despite the air i breathe
and the blood i give
all my dreams have
been dumped here
and i stand dreamless
in constant fear
what if life
just passes by
while i stand dreamless
until i die?
Forgotten Not
Forgotten or lose dreams. There are none.
In the center of your brain, in the back, on the side.
Live a thought that stretched your smile a mile wide.
A dream of something that would probably never be.
A forgotten thought of something you will never see.
But in that moment of a beautiful thought,
Your mind and your brain fought.
In the end, your brain won the war.
It stored your dream behind a whole new door.
Forgotten or lose dreams. There are none.
Revanant
i am much younger then i am
my hair is dark and thick
instead of pruned bald
i am lean and meek
feeling hollow
as if weightless
we are at an airport
with no memory of getting their
i had left my hotel room urgently
in a strangers jacket that is mine
i can't find my Swedish wife
whom i miss like a panicked child
and my Asian wife whom i've never met before
and know all to well
is angry
and could care less if i got lost forever
i am going home to my parents house
and i remember that they are dead
but we had just spoken
there will be soup and horderves
and they are waiting for me
on my way
the streets and boulevards are unfamiliar
yet old hat
and no matter how long i walk
i can never find their house
it's located somewhere in Brooklyn
on Haze street in San Francisco
between shadows and smoke
at a numberless address
in a neighborhood unlike i have never known
in a place i've been to countless times before
there are no keys in my pocket
i must have left them at the hotel i cant get back to
no doors to knock on
all
faceless
and
mouths animated voiceless
i have a business
and retain no idea of what i do
i left my cloths somewhere
and i don't know why
in a locality i cant remember
for a reason that doesn't exist
late and expected
i'm desperate to get somewhere
and i know where im going
and nothing awaits me
a beautiful woman smiling offers me pot
she is friends with a girlfriend whom i'm committed too
but do not know and never met
and i want to cheat
but it will ruin everything
so i turn away
killing passion
in an already anchor-less miasma
i remember a past
my life a continuum
of disjointed vagueres
i fear myself a figment
a bodiless revenant
stranded in a fog
of incandescence and shrouds
a dis-junctured soul
that holds life so dear
discovering all an illusion
and that i am really nothing
in a labyrinth of shades
lighted by the sun of cognizance
a wretched phantom
living a dark fiction
Nightmare
Black is all I see
as I sleep
soundlessly spinning
pinning on you
you were my dream
but now I scream
my heart spills out its secrets
I don't know me
and you don't know you
perfect strangers
perfect art
A ripped masterpiece in the destroying
But look at us now holding hands in our nightmares
Gotta say I like this hell