A dream lost
Casted on an island
Many miles away
Thinking to myself where are the better days
I yearn for that happy place
And time in my life where I once was
How did I, of all people, end up this way?
Sitting on the hot, sticky sand
Looking as the waves crashed on the banks
Heart filled with sadness
Slowly going Mad. Day after day
Night after night , all I can think about
Was how my life was going to waste
Living in this unhappy place
Not a sound but the waves crashing
And my heart chasing.
Chasing a thought that stuck with me
And in my pocket I reach and in it I pulled
Out my accomplishment . My acceptance letter
To the college that would fulfill my dreams....
But being on this island, I would never see.
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