I am going to continue my dark spell as both of these last 2 poems were written together. Kinda been a rough patch, but I will come out on top I am sure. Cheers!

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I gave up a dream you know

So the story goes

It doesn’t bother me much

But on days like today

I remember the old me

The things I used to say

About how I would get there

But I never will

And it seems strange to digest

But to fully ingest this truth

Takes me a little working through

What comes of these dead dreams

What life do they have

What purpose did they serve

Where they just there to test

A specific nerve

To give cause to hopes unrest

I gave up a dream not because I had to

I must have wanted to

When a dream starts to tear you apart

After years and years

Beginning again with every start

Those dream have gone somewhere in me

I don’t recall them much

But when I do

I sit back and think

What happens to these dead dreams

Inside of me and you