Dreams Mock Me

Dreams Mock Me

As a child I had dreams bigger than my sleep. My abilities had no stains of doubt and my hopes breathed from lungs of possibilities. Today my nightmares are bigger than my house and procrastination evicted my best friend ‘NOW” and my walls are painted with the blood of my slain dreams.

15 thoughts on “Dreams Mock Me”

                1. Yes we should…topic..strength of a woman…highlights the struggles of a battered mother who is forced to leave the marriage and fend for her kids singlehandedly. she begins a school as a business and as a way to give back to society that has given her nothing but patriachy. can we give it a try???

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