AN:- Hey guys here's one I wrote for English. Hope you like it ... Hope my teacher likes it ;)

Dream On…

The wind whispers as she walks down the alley

The dim light illuminates this dark, misty night.

The wind free and swirling, she trapped and alone

Stumbling on the ragged brown cobbles

falling gracefully to the floor grazing her pale knees

She cursed oh-so softly and nursed the fresh wound.

Was she really here or was this fantasy?

An unrealistic world to shield her from the truth

Was this life worth the effort she put in?

Or was it awaiting to collapse under her?

This couldn't be happening, this suicide of the soul.

Answering only with Questions as she pulled herself up.

Memories came flooding into the empty space in her head

And she finally stood upon the "X" marks the spot

She knew it wouldn't be pretty, short or sweet

But long, painful and full of desperation.

Then it came. Gunshot. Blood. Corpse. Regret

Could this possibly be a dream?

Wishes and dreams are an every day thing,

Sometimes you make them and they go unnoticed

She wishes for her time to rewind and her past to erase

To a spot where it could be simple, at least simpler.

But simple is a sin of the highest sort.

Dream on. That was her last longing thought.

AN2:- Thanks for reading you guys rock!