Stolen dreams 1

the closest person to me hurts me with a stab
kills me with an emotional knife
but its for good ...they say
i feel my body die a million times each time
hurt a thousand more
cry a billion tears of  emptiness
for being in this hard journey
and having no one to help you or understand you
or know you
or


be with you


I dont know

God i want to be strong
but sometimes it so hard
so so hard


i dont to suffer like eyes torn from destruction of minds
and memories useless amidst a beautiful picture

once
I
was
here

nothing torments me more than this emotional type of wicked kindness
but i deserve it
i know
but i feel my heart breaking

 my dream
has been stolen
but hten again
i think
how many peoples dreams have been stolen in life ?
too many 
beautiful girls and boys
with stolen dreams

and i 
i am one of them