Broken Dreams
poem by:
Lwshm 64
Written
on Oct 25, 2016
Broken dreams, broken promises. We all have them and been through our own pain. Has your pain stopped? I know mine hasn't it hurts everyday the loneliness seeps in everything I do. As I sit here thinking of all the people who are happy with what they do. My mind wonders where I got lost thinking. I should have left my own bread crumbs so that I could find my way back to the crossroads so I can take the road less traveled and see which life I could chose but our lives are all planned out for us. You get what you get even though sometimes it's a kick in the groin. So take it with a smile on your face and move past it so you can move on with your poker face on.
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