Today i

sat alone

With a broken dream in my left hand

My tear drops glistened

As they hit the shattered, mirror mess in my palm

When a dream you’ve conjured for yourself dies

It feels as though you’re missing a part to a whole

I am more than just myself

I am my dreams

I am my hopes

I am every deep breath, footstep, and fall

I am the center of the universe

And every obscure, dirty corner

I am a dying dream

But i am also the start of a new one