..unfinshed..

Dream.
....dream...
...Dreaming....
Of the perfect life..
Dreaming..
Is whats right..
There are always probs..
But do they always have..
To be ginomormous..
To the point of..
Permenat damange..
No recovery..
I have a discovery..
Relizing that Its hard for me..
To let go..
Consistancy...
Is key..
And once Im hurt its
Hard to heal my heart..
Realizing my heart..
Is as fagial as a bubble..
Its in trouble..