To dream again

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Yet another poem for your enjoyment thank you

Submitted: June 06, 2019

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Submitted: June 06, 2019

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There once was a boy who wasn't afraid to dream and he had many dreams. He dreamed of his future and the many things he wanted to do with it and it was beautiful. This boy went through many adversities and made many mistakes and soon his dreams where gone for he felt it was not safe to dream anymore. He started not to care where his life went or wether it continued. He acted up and took his frustrations and anger out on all those arround him. He felt damaged beyond repair. Soon enough thanks to the paitents of a few good people and the teachings of some very wise mentors he felt he could dream again and so he did and he knew what he wanted he knew how he wanted to get there but as all good things seemed to do it ended again and he went back to the same old routine tthen one day he ran into some one who would lead to his life changing and his mindset. and this someone then introduced him to the only stable family he ever knew. He started to dream again he started to find a love for life and a love for people but as time went on he faced yet another many struggles the person he met betrayed him when the most important things in his life where threatened to be taken from him. He lived day to day one task to the next running in a loop just to try to keep what was important to him and worked hard to no avail and lost them anyways. That boy was me and now I sit here consemplating wether its worth it to dream again or to just accept what is right infront of me to avoid more hurt or disapointment and even if I dream again what it be worth not that there gone. I have lost my way, and I have lost myself in the hustle and bustle of life and the many misfortanes that have befallen me but as I have sinked I am now trying to count my blessings trying to find good again and trying to figure out who I am, Who I want to be and where I want to go. Is it safe to dream again and if so what about. I keep consimplating this as the days go on and hopefully soon I will be able to dream again and know what to dream about till then I have much to think about. So thank you for reading this tale of the boy. Thank for reading my story.


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