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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Psychology >> ID #1254717  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Almost Dreams
struggle of the controversy I received for believing in something greater than me: Dreams
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Why is it so hard?
Chasing my dreams
I feel close, before the floor falls out beneath me
My sweat and tears greet Me
At the bottom of a hole, that I dug
I thought I was building
But I'm not going up
Reality mirrors me, digging
Is this an extravagant grave?
I've put in days and days
Where is the sun?
I started having fun
Right before the day was done
Now I see myself in the dark
In the heart of my labors
The night is stark whispering notes of failures
Nothing comes easy
God reminds me
As well as my family
Faces I know
Faces not yet seeing my soul
They say they believe, as they strangle my dreams
I'm gasping for air
These dreams are me!
Without them there is no complete me,

I am forced to believe alone
It's hard
But still I believe
Though those close, close doors to my nose
No one knows, that I am all alone
These dreams would not be mine, if they were shared
Family cares through blank stares
Almost understood
A flight of stairs
I climb alone...
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