Only thoughts remain from the dreams my heart once conjured
some are happy, some sad,
but all equal in a land made of dreams
I try to quiet these thoughts…
but there is nowhere I can run too… or from
my thoughts are who I am
yet always they haunt me with memories that are only memories
for nothing remains that I could hold onto
all the love I have known…
has long since flown to another heart that is warmer
leaving me with only thoughts
of all the dreams my heart once conjured
