Where'd My Dream Go? Poem by Sana Olivia Hernandez

Where'd my dream go?
Do you know?
Probably not.
It was something I caught.

But alas,
It escaped me through the glass.
And as I slept in hopes of retreat,
It ran and hid on its own two feet.

This crazy story I had thought,
It had turned my pages quite a lot.
It had made me feel less incomplete.
It had got me moving on my own two feet.

But behind the glass, my mind began to freeze.
What once felt important now lacked its mean.
I stared at the wall as though I was a lifeless doll.
I became a shell of myself that could no longer hear the bell.

Even right now as I write these odd thoughts,
I'll bet you right now, they don't mean a lot.
I have become so neglectful...
Quite distracted and forgetful.

You'd think I'd be distracted by my dreams but-
Oh, look at my schedule!
It's dreadful I have little time and am moving so slow!
Maybe among these harsh deadlines and disappointments or below...
I wonder,
Where'd my dream go?

-SOH