Dream About Me Poem by Michael Lee Buchanan

Don’t stop dreaming, that this isn’t over
You walked away. The cold of the night
bit into my veins, and i watched you leave
I lost sight of what is sane.
I thought you were Everything, but now your gone
I thought i was Everything, but i was wrong.

So now i say these few final words,
Just to get along
I felt like dying, those lonely nights
i felt like crying, when i saw you with him
The rain, it pours, even in the sun
The pain, it brings, even in sleep
I dream, that i am back with you.

And that everything is fine...
But its not! and it never will be again.
You were my world, my friend
and in the end, what does it mean
what does it matter?

All that is left is the splatter, of my heart
on the cement where you left it when you left
Just dropped it on the ground
It didn’t make a sound, and i doubt you even noticed
that it was missing from your grasp.

It was silent, just like my screaming
Voiceless, Am i dreaming?
Or is this really the end, is this where hell begins
I wished that you would never say those words
And i honestly believed you wouldn’t
is that absurd to think?

That you didn’t lie, right to my face! ?
But this is how it all ends i guess,
I wish you the best, that anyone could have.
And good luck to the next one, that you leave a hole in,
from where you stabbed.