The final days of dreams running freely
end with the promise of a new tomorrow
yet they linger as they once were
A fleeting memory of what would have been
The promised tomorrow failed miserably
We stumble and fall
we get torn by harsh realities
The life and love of late seem to disappear
what's left are remnants of mostly dissipated angst
Despair runs deep
seeping into the depths of one's soul
tearing away what's left behind
leaving wounds that turn to scars
scars that remain to be so cruel
