Dream Killers


You tell without asking
Always for your own ends
Never thinking I might have a life
Kill my plans just by talking

I work for weeks trying to do something
All that is for nothing
Fifteen minutes before it happens
You speak and everything dies

Always screwing my life up
Putting your nose where I don�t want it
You grip the heart
That feeds my hopes and dreams
With a jerk and twist you rip it out
Killing my hopes of a life
Destroying my dreams of happiness
Hurtful words


You ripped out my heart
With but one word from your lips
You shredded my body with your talons
Chunks of my flesh splatter everywhere

You desecrated my inspiration
You spit on my work
All the while you call it constructive
Everything I believe in, is in my writing

The pain I feel when you shun it
Is immeasurable by any standards you know of
The my God protects me from your words
He gives me what I need to write
He gives me a faith, a reason, and a cause
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