Broken Dreams [POEM]

They always pity broken dreams,

unfulfilled, unloved, unwanted,

but never the broken dreamers

who are empty, broken, and dying.

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Broken Dreams

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The clouds are littered with broken dreams,

Some of them were too small to look at,

And others were big enough to engulf the world

In an endless cycle of nights and eclipses.

And it is my job to piece them back together,

Make them whole as best as I could;

Every dream that's been crushed and ruined

Will soon be mended and whole once more,

I pick up each piece with my bare hands,

Unafraid to cut myself for the sake of restoring

And healing these broken, mostly unwanted dreams,

Back to what was once their original glory,

It sometimes pains me to see mountains of them

Simple forgotten by those who wished their existence

Only to be forgotten— forgotten— and left to rot

Without as much as a chance to grow,

Then there were those big pieces, bigger than

The endless galaxies numbering to infinity,

It brings a tear to see their misplaced parts

Just broken and torn as if killed in a fight,

Alas, there is nothing I could do except to try

My best to patch them the best of my ability,

To heal and mend and put them back together

With my flimsy hands and battered and bruised,

The clouds are littered with broken dreams,

But I guess it's not too bad at all—

Such dreams, though abandoned, have a chance

To come back to life,

Unlike me,

The dreamer who died

Dreaming about

My dreams.

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