Slay Dreams, My Own
What stops a dream unfolding
and how do meanings end,
when is the time
to forget
what you most wanted
and go forth
in fog or forest?
A dark shadow
leaves no traces on bodies,
maims spirits
for a lifetime
of grieving,
with wishes are destroyed,
vanquished from living
world.
Are you the one
killing a dream,
your own wish,
belief in better tomorrows,
do you stop trying in distress,
when you see there’s no end
to storms
and hurtful words,
painful remembrance
of one life spent in pleasing
everyone
but yourself?
Where are you in this forest,
which tree is still
your own?
Have lost all excitement,
can you believe something good
is about
to happen?
© 2022 Amy Christie
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