Crushing

by Jason   Nov 12, 2007


Crushing

Every morning I see my dreams fading
As I awake

Scattering in the blowing wind
Vanishing like dust

My accomplishments define me
Even when they're fake

It hurts to witness dying dreams
Without comforting success

Everyday I feel the pressure rising
It is the expectations of enormity

The burden of my future greatness
Is grave and crushing me

It is time to sleep
But I am too terrified to rest

I do not know who I am
If tomorrow I wake
And find
I am not the very best

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  • 16 years ago

    by Nowhere Man

    This poem is very attractive.... so much attractive... i can sense you really got skills... keep up bro... 5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by Brittany Michelle

    Good! I am have been a poet since I was 9

  • 16 years ago

    by Nula

    Nice poem

  • 16 years ago

    by nering

    This poem is very good--I like the concept! lots of people im sure can relate! I dont know exactly how i could b-c im not sure i get what you mean. I might interpret it differently. But hey good job

  • 16 years ago

    by FridusBlueheaven

    This is really great, I can relate to it!!! I'm proud to be the first to rate and comment this one!!! 5/5 from me!!!

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