Disposable Dreams

[Dont_Call_Me]

I'm sick of it,
Falling in love that is...
Falling... oh yes,
Falling until you hit the cold earth of reality.
Pummelled into a spiralling mass ,
of heartstrings and human fragility.
Opening ourselves up for that fatal blow,
In a time when we need to focused and protected.
I always take it too far, loving to the point of need.
Realising that the 'one' doesn't share a mutual desire.
Love is indefinite...
There is no love if you visualise the end.
Too many times my indefinite paradise of forever,
Has turned into a sad pathetic puddle of temporary fulfilment.
A disposable society,
Throwing away my heart, ready to be recycled,
For another round of abuse and neglect.
Is there anyone else out there who's dreams are not disposable?
Anyone who believes in an indefinite forever?
It's lonely here without you...

 

[frostyangel]

I really agree with this, to many wrongs.....not enough rights, and sometimes it gets so fustrating, so I know where you are coming from!
can't wait to read more of your work!

 

[harraser]

great work!! sometimes its so hard..but its the pain that youre sick of, not the falling in love. falling in love is great, its when it doesnt turn out to be love that it sucks

 

[Young Alien Type]

I enjoyed your work.
I'd offer advice, or some anecdote, but I think you've just about summed it up.