Death of Dreams

It’s simple
It’s sad
It’s images I can’t shake
The death of dreams seems so real
So close

It’s cruel
It’s terrible
It’s killing off hope
The death of dreams is real
It’s here

It’s pain
It’s misery
It’s ruining all that has ever been good
The death of dreams fills me up
It’s my own death

It’s horror
It’s tears
It’s the final stab in an already shattered heart
The death of dreams may be gone
But still, it has my soul

poem by Fae Sebastian
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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