Friday, August 14, 2009

Rendering

My dreams are naught.
Fading
fading
like twilight in winter.

Dreams so fragile
so brittle
the least harm
breaks.

Sorrow of lost
sorrow of pain
sorrow of dreams
fading.

It was a beautiful dream.
I failed I lost I am pained.
I gambled.

Why do I
want so
much?

That can not be.
Why are my dreams
Fading
fading
like twilight in winter?


written:08:04:2007