Distant Dreams Of You
Yesterdays Gone Dreams Are Melted
Come let me tell you of a distant land, it is far away in my head
A place where happiness was first in hand for the greatest time
Dreams where fluffy white clouds and rainbows in my mind
The dark clouds were banned, never allowed to pass by
In younger days I often went to this place, I loved to go there
Tears were banned not allowed to go near. Only good lived there
Eyes sparkled like stars, never a fallen tear, time passed by fast
I awoke to find life and people are cruel, my special place was tinged
Fear took over, security was taken from me along with love
I had always thought my dream land was safe secure. He took it
life turned cruel, hard, lonely. He took my dreams and killed them
In my dream land there should have been no fear Just unconditional love
Day after day it was harder to return. My tears built an ocean deep
There was no bridge to cross, each tear made the water deeper
Falling in love ruined my mind, made it unable to relax or think happy
The man ruined me, my mind, my happiness and comfort it was all gone
Sixteen years old it was punches and hurt all the way, it was changed
My life gone never to go back or feel safe, every one looked different now
nothing I could ever say or do could fix it. I was used abused and left alone
I was thrown to the lions den, nothing, no one ever the same again, pain
So I lost my safe dream land, my paradise of happy comfortable thoughts
No one holding my hand, no hugs, no closing my eyes to make bad go
Lost I was in a prison of emptiness, created by love that was so false
I tried once more to fall in love, Unfortunately new pain opened up.
Still I could not get back to my lost dreams. They had melted, gone
The place where my parents held me close with pure love and affection
Life turned sorrowful, why are men so cruel. Why can I be loved
Where is the one who will love me, hold me kiss me. Make me safe
pit was not is not him, itβs never been or will. Marriage dead like me
I want to close my eyes and that special dream to be visible, it isn't
Then When I thought life the cruelest monster ever, you found me. You.
I was back there, you took me there with out a map. I found it again
laughter, sunshine it was all there again in your voice. Oh you yes you
In my days I felt loved again, no pain, look at me, flying high in the sky
Dreams; you brought back my dreams. You fit like a glove, two hearts one
For the first time ever I realized this is love. You are my one love. Mine
One day to soon, dark clouds came near and entered my dream Third time
The third time, Third man. Lies; you never loved me did you? LIAR
I went back, my dreams all fallen scattered on the floor
My rainbows gone stolen, you too broke my heart
Remember you used to sooth my fears, ban all tears from our dream
Now you turn away choosing to hurt, making sure each hurt registered
Now I canβt leave you, I try but no. Even though dreams are dead
The sound of your voice brings little rainbows, back to my memories
Now days roll by filled with storms and heavy clouds I am alone
Come back please take me back to my dream land my safe place
A place of thoughts and actions that are good, all I ever need is you
Don't you see youβre mine, I am yours. Yet you hurt me with words
Actions you show are not friendly, I feel wounded by youre ignorance
I canβt face life with you gone, I canβt live with you hurting me like this
So why canβt I say goodbye, please bring back my rainbows again
Take once more my shaking hand, take me to my safe dream land to us
We can sit there close our eyes, and let the magic return once more
I want that place where bad dreams can not get in, and darkness is banned
You know who you are, the one who I will love till my last breath You xx
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About the Creator
marie381uk
My Name is Marie, I write mainly poetry
I write subjects that I lean towards. No poetry by me, is related to me in any way unless I state it is. I have loved poetry from being 14 years old. Life is a poem grab a pen a tell your story xx
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