Dream

My heart burns with a dream;

A dream so big, others fail to see.

Waiting for the perfect day I stay,

Giving excuses day after day

Time slips like grains of sand,

Making me wish I had a magic wand!

Finally the day comes when I have to close my eyes;

That's when I understand, that all days were nice.

I close my eyes with regret, my dream still burning,

Tears welling up like a sea that is churning!

All days are the same, I want to tell the world;

It's what you do with them that shows it's worth.

Regret touch my heart and wrap my dream,

And I close my eyes forever, not wanting to scream.

Alas! My dream will remain a dream!

It's true what they say; I feel in my heart.

That the richest place on earth is the grave, not apart.

The grave full of dead people; buried and all

Alongside their dreams did they fall!