As time goes by
I've found myself gripping my life
tighter and tighter
clinching my dreams in the palm of my hand
protecting them from the winds that howl around me
Like grains of sand they slip through my fingertips
first one
then another
then another
each of them crawling out of my tight embrace
before finding a trail of wind
and floating into distant oblivion
I feel my fist of dreams get lighter and lighter
I watch my smiles and hopes get carried off in the breeze
and I smell the vapour of a thousand broken promises drifting away
it's as if the grains of my life are marching
marching away to the meter of a quickening clock
Hours pass like minutes
minutes pass like seconds
and soon my hand feels empty
so hollow and betrayed
With a heavy heart
and tear-streaked eyes
I slowly open my fist
and there, in the middle of my palm
rested the last dream I held
It was an unimportant, meaningless dream
forgotten so long ago
With it's brothers and sisters all gone
it seemed so petty and trite
like a shadow of a faded image
or a memory of a an ideal long discarded
I had no choice but to let it fall
and watch it float like a leaf to the ground
All that I can do is hope someone will see it there
and take it up as their own
or that some lost heart will catch one of my countless dreams
as they're blown away by the winds that howl around me

It seems you are not the only one to give up on thier dreams. I gave up
several months ago, and low and behold each of those dreams have been
picked up by someone and returned to me. They are My dreams of life and
they have been resurrected by someone who loves me. Be strong as the
dreams float away, if they were meant to be they will return to you.


G

Hopefully your right it just seems that no matter how hard some one
tries to make it in this world it just seems impossible.

nsctilidie,,, Never give up hope,,, when you least expect it Love will
find you,,

Beautiful Poem

I stopped trying, I gave up on everything and was feeling nothing but
pain and anguish. I wrote about all the things I was feeling, they are
here in poetry. Now I like to believe I give comfort and hope to those
who are ready to give up. It does get better then it gets Real and you
realize life is worth living to its fullest.

G

Well thanx for all your replies but i know it'll get better but its a
matter of when that really bothers me I've been through alot and done
things a particularly young age I'm not doing this for pitty just to
express myself but thanx for your replies

This was very good and can relate to it very well little to well hope to
see more in the future from you.