What Am I Without Beliefs, Without Hope, Without Dreams?
So many beautiful things and wonders
Surround me
But I, in my isolation and weariness
Cannot see
If you were to build a fine crystal palace
I would compliment every detail
But inside brush it off as a mere shack
Because beautiful to me isn't real
If you bought me a world
You would bring me to tears
Because I won't let myself achieve
Beyond my dream fears
I fear I'm so far gone now
I may be unable to return
I've lost my way
And with every turn
I'm distancing myself
All my life
I've waited for my dreams
Pinned my life on them
But it's not what it seems
I could have them
If I genuinely wanted
My dreams to come true
I could have reached them by now
But no, it's Alex who?
I've failed
If I was worthy of them
I would have found a way
Despite the pain and fear
I wouldn't now say
I've failed
Is it still worth trying?
I guess I'll always say yes to that
But still it seems I'm beyond my sell-by date
And I just don't know what the point is without my dreams
I guess that's why I held onto them for so long
But they're not coming true
And I've only myself to blame
Because if you want something that much in this world
You reach out and grab it
And never let go
But I see now I've been a coward
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poem by Alex Daydream
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