Hopeful Dream

by Mrs. DiazBaez   May 22, 2006


Wake up int he morning,
Put on my face,
The one thats gonna get me,
Through another day.
Doesn't really matter,
How i feel inside,
This life is like a game sometimes.
(-Avril Lavigne)

In First period now,
The class i hate most,
So many memories,
It hurts to be here.
Things are strained,
It looks like it will be
Another bad day
How many times will i cry today?

First is over
And now its homeroom,
He's being so nice,
Just like we used to be.
My hopes surge up
But i force them back down,
Cant take another disappointment.

Heart aching and mask slipping,
I head to lunch,
Knowing i wont see you.
Sit in my quiet place to eat and think,
Holding on to the juice as i throw the tray away.
Who knows if he'll come by today?

Sitting and shedding a few tears,
Someone comes to take me
To some assembly on the stage.
Might as well go,
No use in sulking,
Time goes by slower when you're watching it.

Get up to the stage
And to my surprise,
My love is standing center stage
With a serious face
"Whats going on?" i ask
I don't want to watch as he works his charm.

A crowd gathers around
As my gordo begins to speak.
He speaks of how he loves women
And as i turn to leave,
He says "but theres only one for me"
Beckoning me up on stage,
My love takes my hand
And helps me up.

As everyone watches,
He gets on one knee,
Taking my hand
And looking at me,
Through me
And into my sunflower eyes,
He says the words
I thought I'd never hear.

In front of everyone
He has said hes mine
And i am his
Forever and for always
"Will you marry me?"

I can't believe it
I start to cry
And smile at the same time
My hopes and dreams have come true!

But then i wake up,
And i am alone in bed
Just another wonderful dream
Where i can hide from reality.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Sorefromreality

    Ht efirst stanza seems like it came from a song i kno...i think it does...not implying anything tho but i totally unserstand this...sleeping away reality, so true...u hav serious talent to write a poem that doesnt rhyme byut still keeps the reader intrigued...good job!
    love ya lots,
    sore

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