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She Handed Me a Dream


She handed me a dream and forced a promise out of me Don't you ever let go, she said Promise you won't let us go We only have a little bit of time this world is destined to fall your place in it is fragile these dreams will make it strong At times, they'll consume you Nights will past without sleep but I know you can make it you get that from me I asked for an answer but the hourglass was half-full she left me haunted and alone carrying dreams by the bulk hers was not the first at all nor would it be the last there are many holding me down while i use their strength to push me up She handed me a dream heavier than any feather it consumes me and suffocates me no sleep or appetite or hunger the weight they hold, holds me down and Im running out of will as I will myself to let them go promises become contracts though and I know i can't ever let go because she handed me her dream and now it's on me to run its course
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