Derek Morningstar

Rookie - 337 Points (3/21/1997)

Dreams Of The Unloved - Poem by Derek Morningstar

Only given toys and games a life so material
No one notices you feeling so ethereal
So jealous of storybooks, Disney’s fails
Because that love only happens in fairytales
A sorrowful drama worthy of only the darkest author
A machine with a metal heart so poorly soldered
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
That metal heart begins to rust
A different mindset from others places you apart
Your wonderland crumbles away before it had a chance to start
Everyone knows what they think to be reality
So imagination is seen as insanity
Broken hearts are just a minor casualty
Only in our dreams can we live our fantasy
And fantasy is all it will ever be
Because fate decided that love is not our destiny

Topic(s) of this poem: sad


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 2, 2015



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