As I stand there holding my breath for seemed like years, I realized
life could be worse, shattered glass, and broken dreams hunt me through
the night. The dark, the light, the dark the light
experiencing that uncunfortable feeling of restlessness, thinkin, head
pounding as my heart races, just for thinking of my broken dream, and
that feeling when your knees get weak, and your heart still racing like
an engine,
then before you know it the devotion love takes you to say
I can not believe he is gone, he was just in my dream,
buy still felt you there next to me, now I lay here still
shattered heart and a broken dream, wandering would I be able to go back
to sleep!!!

Well done! That speaks volumes!

Morena, ohhh my girl what can I say. But sometimes what we think is our
dream come true ends up only a stepping stone to our true dreams. It was
not meant to be it was a plateau in our life more of a test to make us
stronger and ready for the next step in life to come. With each step
being better than the last. So what is no longer leaves room for
improvement until you find that one that was meant to be. Keep your
dreams, for when we quit dreaming we quit living.

tty

Oh Morena...very good girl! Sometimes dreams do seem like reality and we
waks up dissappointed and full of sorrow and grief...It will get
better...Just keep your chin up!