I StıLl Dream About You - Poem by Brooke Schmidt
When i was baby i was told that when u dream
it's your heart telling you what it wants.
So i would fall asleep with good dreams.
If anyone said that to me now I'd laugh at them.
So what my heat is telling me now is that
i can't do anything. It's saying my live will be
full of death. That's not what i want.
I've had enough of death already.
Or may be it's saying that I'm guilty.
Well it wouldn't be that far off if so.
I know it wasn't my fault. But it feels like it is.
I know you don't blame me.
I don't even think you can.
If you were still here you would give me
a huge hug. Man do i miss throughs hugs.
There all i want now. But i know i can
never have one again.
Your gone and i know that.
I know it wasn't my fault. But if i just went home
like i was going to then well you mite still be here.
I have always blamed myself. I still think
that stupid bus was going to hit me. But that's
just a dream.
for it to of been me and not you.
That's a dream i would never want to
wake up from.
For you to of lived even if it took
my live. That's all i have wonted for
years. But that's one wish that will never
come true. So i just sit around waiting
for my time to come. It's taking to long.
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