Creative Writing Dreams

This is a poem I dedicate to someone, as you can see when you read it. What i'm technically saying, is i'm looking for a way out. A golden door, and people say my wish is a wish. I'm testifying that it is a dream, and most dreams come true. I just have a little bit more..Enjoy guys.

Dream

There's my opening, how i've waited
I finally reached the end of my dream
untill I hear a voilent scream
now i'm back in the real world
just another emo teenage girl
Stop dreaming I tell myself
things will never change
silly fantasies will never help
I pull my head up and look around
to this cruel place I call home
to this place I am forever bound
this dreams are all I have
to a hope of the outstetched hand of my dad
is that really that pathetic?
that I miss something that i've had?
I feel my steps getting closer to the ending
in every day I am spending
running towards the bright light
it's so crazy to obsess over a wish in my heart
but somehow deep inside, to me it feels right
No matter what you say
I'll touch that handle some day
and all my pain will fade away
you say a wish is a wish
and wishes seldom come true
but this dream is not a wish
it's a troubled path i'm making my way through
Believe in yourself, I say out loud
as I once again run to the golden door
you can do it Peachy, Just a little bit more
echoes of critism hit my ears
it's so hard not to give up hearing what I hear
but this thing I want isn't what it seems
this wish is not a wish I say again
this is my deepest dream
i'll fullfill someday when I reach that door
you'll never take that away from me..


mom...​