Sweet Dreams Poem by Kelsea Osterman

I thought I would have nothing
but sweet dreams.
Instead I have nightmares.
Every night the same one.
Over and over again.
Sure there are some new things
but there is still the same
you and the same me.
I just wish I was different.
Sure it is me, and you
but I don't want it to be.
All the sweet dreams I had before
you and me what happened to them.
You took them turned them
into what they are now.
Nightmares.
Nightmares about what could have been,
what still could be.
They make no sence and neither does this.
This poem I write it has no point.
So why am I writing it.
Why, Why because it reminds me of you.
Helps me move on from
where I stand alone.
Here without you.
I hope to wake up and find some kind
of cheer but I still live in this dream.
The dream that you just made me go through.
Why, Why are you making me do this.
There is no point so why do it to me.
Because you don't want me to remember
all the good times we had you just
want to haunt me with all the bad.
Well guess what.
Sweet dreams love!