I dream and remember the loves I once had, I dream and remember the times we shared. I dream of new things I watch my dream turn to dust. I feel my spirits shattered at the slightest touch. I feel my sorrows pour out. I feel bitter anger, rage, jealousy. I dream of new things, of things I hope will be. I see the dreams shattered, out of my control. I see the love I once had trampled into nothingness I dream of filling the void in my soul, Then watch as it grows. Across the country I've travelled, Hoping to fulfill my dreams, But they fade to nothingness. From extreme highs, To depressing lows, All in one swift blow. I dream of easing the pain in my heart, But it only grows, With each passing day, With each heartless comment. Why do I dream? Why do I let myself feel these feelings, If they are only going to be destroyed As if they are nothing, As if they are not a part of me, As if they are not made up of every fiber of my being. I sigh, and continue to wonder, And to dream.