our fragile hearts are bursting at the seams
our throbbing minds are spewing smoke and steam
these cold cruel nights often catch me wondering
what life is like in absence of my dreams
crushed between our aching memories
smiles have long faded as we fall down to our knees
our time is stolen from us, by homework, by sleep
for time is the only true human currency
but in darkest nights there is a star
so catch a dream, and put it in a jar
give me the strength to mend my broken heart
cause it's our dreams that make us who we are
bunnies are a sad thing (explains)
ReplyDeletegood job on the continuation...
though the usage of "homework" kinda ruins it...kfinenrly...
not about opinionationn...about how your postty made me wanna go die. just die in a happy way, like ranguvar. triss'rang'var ftw.
likes first stanza...offers so much hope and brightness...