Shambles

We’re all in shambles

Trying to pick up our broken pieces 

Getting cut by the same jagged ends

That used to be us, our dreams

Now lying, powerless at our feet

  // How do we

          Get out alive 

Reaching for power

Striving for love

Maybe we were meant to be this sad

Perhaps our dreams were meant

To be just that, nothing more

Nothing more than a fairytale

//perhaps you were meant 

             To be nothing but a sad,

                        Old misfit

Pieces of a broken puzzle,

Broken hearts,

Broken dreams,

Surrounding our minds with thoughts of what could’ve been 

A hopeless love, drunken eyes

A wandering misfit in a dismal inn. 

// and now you’ll waste

           Away your life

Dreams don’t die, they say

Yet you struggle to breathe

Dreams don’t vanish, they say

Yet you’ve been seeing less each day

You’ve been drowning amid

Your hurricanes of chaos 

Drowning underneath

The utter finality of your loss

Don’t give up your dreams, they say

But what, what when they give up on you?

// and now you remain;
    A hull of what used to be