As I lay on my bed
The thought of you
Dwells on in my mind
I feel you in my arms
In memory, you are there
But, physically, you never were
Tears stream down my face
As I finally fall asleep
Alone in this BIG world
Yet, finding you is a chore
The pain is as real
As a knife stabbing your heart
Families here and there
Surrounded everywhere I go
A mere a dream I once had
That has greatly faded within years
Dreams are now fantasies
Love is nothing but an after thought
A dream that will never come true
But to live a life of loneliness
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About the Creator
Phillip Cruz
I am from the island of Guam. I am an avid reader, and I love learning new things. I am a high school English teacher. I enjoy writing new things, but what I want to do is introduce the world of Guam and its culture.
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