I walk alone, I walk alone
The sky is dark, the wind is rapidly blowing, but no rain
I walk alone, I walk alone
My boulevard of broken dreams
No one knows it is here but me
In the middle of the empty street there is a piano
I get excited becuse i know I can play it for hope
Even if it is a little hope
I sti down to play
It doesn't play, the piano is broken
I walk alone, I walk alone
An abandoned dance studio
One of the many broken crumbled buildings on the street
The windows are broken
I go to look inside
The mirrors are shattered, the floor torn up
A pair of toe shoes lie in the middle of the floor
Black, ripped, frayed
I walk alone, I walk alone
I turn around to look at the rest of the broken road
I see you
You're just standing there
I start to walk towards you
Finally thinking that there will be no more broken dreams
But you walk away
Walk away and disapear in the darkness
I walk alone, I walk alone
Papers blowing around in the wind
I grab one the write on it
They disapear in a puff of smoke
No writing here on my boulevard of broken dreams
I walk alone, I walk alone
No one here
Everyone gone
I am alone on this lonley road
I am literally left here to walk alone
I walk alone, I walk alone
I'm here alone, I'm here alone
I'm left alone, I'm left alone
I'm here left to walk alone
On my Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Authors note:
Ok so this was super hard to write, but i just really truthfully wanna know what you guys think! thanks!
This is great. It makes me think.
ReplyDeleteI can tell you spent time on it.
I like it, you described the setting, but you also had specific "broken dreams" that told a little about your self.
ReplyDeletePS it wouldn't hurt to change your font it was a little hard to read.
Good repetition near the end of your piece, it really helped tie the piece together.
ReplyDeleteAlso great job at using things that are clearly important to you, I hope you haven't given up on them all in real life though. Keep it up, take this creative ache, and use it for good!