Poems xoxo

!!WARNING!!

A lot of these r scrapped and scrapped 4 a good reason TwT

If u like them, then uh...Thanks </3

A Dream 

I had a dream,

oh yes, I truly did.

I dreamed of a palace,

vast, gleaming,

filled to the brim with gold and silver.

Inside the palace,
I heard a purr.
Not a quiet purr,
but a deep, echoing roar.
I ran toward the sound,
my heart leapt with joy,
but when I arrived,
all that remained
was something painfully raw.

Inside the room, 
where I heard the purr, 
I was disappointed by what I saw.
It was no pet,
Instead, it was just a mere paw, 
still and frail, and nonetheless broken,
by all the words I should have spoken.

  I knelt beside this broken paw
Tears filled with feigned regret and hollow sorrow.
I told to myself, with a voice so sore,
“Who would do such a measly thing?”

(scrapped)

I have a dream

I have a dream,

quite an odd one yes It’s true,

One where the wind blows right,

And the clouds are picture perfect.

One where the earth is a fresh green,

and the skies are pure blue.

One where the children laugh,

And the adults chuckle. 

I dream of a world where there is no me. 

No one at school really knows me,

No one at school really gets me,

Not even those who dare to call me their friends,

And when I cry,

they just stand there,

Stand as if they were doing something heroic.

They just won’t understand me. 

I’m too loud for them,

I’m too weird for them,

too strange for them,

too strange for anyone in fact.

I dream of a world where I see no me. 

“Well what about my family?”

Let’s not even begin with them!

They’d probably pause to sob for a moment,

then move on just like they did with dad. 

Like they did with that painting they promised to hang.

Heck,

I bet it’s still stuck in that attic. 

They all seem like they care,

my mother at least trying to be better, 

but a small feeling lingers, 

like a loose hair that you just can’t pull. 

a feeling that she doesn’t.

That no one here really does. 

I dream of a world where I'm not there. 

I have a dream,

or maybe I don’t.

I just know,

I can’t see clearly anymore.

(meant to be an extra paragraph but i was unsure on the topic - also sorry about the text)

Under The Grey Sky

Under the grey sky

Where no sun stands,

the people run, cry, and scream, 

they holler out to nothing.

 People are making signs now, 

 They echo the end of the world.

 But all their echo is going, 

Is towards a large brick wall that sits at the end.

 Under the grey sky,

 Where no light shines, 

 The people hide, fight, and shout,

 They battle for nothing. 

 The people are starting to search now, 

They’re going find the truth, 

But all that their grit is going towards, 

Is a large brick wall that sits at the end, 

 Under the black sky, 

Where no life stands, 

 The people scurry, cry, and shout, 

They’re searching for nothing. 

 I got dragged along into this, 

They think i know the truth, 

 But all that their confidence is going towards,

 Is towards a large brick wall that sits at the end.

(meant to be one last stanza about them breaking the wall and finding nothing n them moving on n stuff but i got busy then :[ ) 

Why did you Hurt me!?