The Dreams

They say dreams never do come true..
But they are wrong, I say they do..

I dream of violence, I dream of hurt..
I dream of children, they live in dirt..

I dream of you, I dream of me..
I dream of how this was never meant to be..

I dream of my feelings,
I dream of my thoughts..
I dream of these things,
I dream of them lots..

I dream of my loved ones, I
dream of the dead..
I dream of these thoughts,
exploding my head..

I dream of you yelling, I dream of you crying..
I dream of you hiding, I dream of you lying..

I dream of you hurting, I dream of you shutting me out of your life..
I dream of the of the only one I can trust, I dream of my knife.

They say dreams never do come true,
But they are wrong, I say they do..