tread softly

bundled up against the cold

growing edgy and suddenly bold

crying out, to no one, it seems

"tread softly- for you tread on my dreams!"

been building and growing inside of a heart

after the end, coming back to the start

futility's found not in going but sending

the cycle is broken but still neverending

so those who would reprimand stand ever true

standing there thinking they benefit you-

they stand angry and callous and cold as can be...

"you're not standing on nothing! you're standing on me!"

hardy but touchy; delicate, tough

your heart still is fleshy but outside you're rough

you aren't fooling me as you quake in your shoes.

you're feeling like yesterday's old washed-up news.

tell them your feelings, tell them how they

have broken your love and have stolen your day

tell them how they ripped you apart at the seams

say, "tread softly, you fools, for you tread on my dreams!"