There were once dreams
Such sweet dreams.
A fantasy designed
To guide through
The endless fog.

‘Twas but a ruse
To escape the sorrow
That life can bring
The evanescent freedom
The facade of the mind

Gone were the chattels
The bleak tendrils of serendipity
Cascading on the shores
Of unforgiving night

A fortunate flower into life
Gifted with wealth
A filthy cheat
To the tangled woods
Of agony

A false tale is spun
A beautiful lie
Destroying the very fibers
Tearing the soul from
The weakness of the heart