Sunday, May 29, 2005

Broken Dreams

I feel like throwing up,
falling through an endless hole.
The darkness engulfed me,
I feel so faint and exhausted.

Work and toil has taken its toll,
My body is tired, dying,
My mind blank, empty,
Cruelly lifted hopes gone,
left me with nothing.

Dreams shattered into pieces,
No more please, I can’t take it anymore.
Do you know the price
the price of killing one’s dreams?
Dreams that we once hold dear to our hearts...

The dread clutched my throat,
Is this how you feel when
you’re hopeless, disillusioned, despaired,
Oh, without hope, dreams,
Life is just like a wounded dying bird,
Singing in sorrow.

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