Rose coloured nightmares

[punktuality]

Rose coloured nightmares,
And dreams of 'what if?'
Fond memories of a time,
Forgotten for a reason,
Traces that feel like,
Tangents of reality,
What should have been,
And might have come,
But after it all,
I am still right here,
In the same town,
With the same freinds,
The same old issues,
And not much to show,
Except jaded memories,
And some battle scars,
That I barely recognise,
I hear a faint knocking,
At opportunities door,
I look out the window
Tommorow is waiting...

 

[RareForm]

I like this sort of hope for things to come sort of poem..this is a good one..great job.