Chasing dreams
in the
scattered sky
Till my
heart sighs

With only
blackness
Inside
my depressed
mind

I see the world
through
tainted
eyes

Disfigured
and distorted
are the faces
that I pass
by
Staring back
at me with
pathetic
sighs

In this world
of such
loneliness
I often chase
dreams
in the sky

Wishing
my heart
were more alive
to fill this
lonely
void
before I
die.

By Weeping willow
(c)2012