A Dreamer's Soul by Amanda

My dreams add up.

No, they're not only my dreams, but my heart's desires.

The thing I long for.

They are things that make you want to fly, freely.

Your goals in life.

The things you would most enjoy.

The things you always wanted to do but just couldn't.

They are crushed by the people around you.

They are pushed farther and farther away by the people you love most.

Until the dreamer's heart and soul no longer live.

They feel trapped in this world.

And then, one day they just die.

It is a cold remorseful day.

For there are no dreams to move onto.

No dreams, just empty darkness.