All we sometimes hope for
turns to nothing
once grasped
once tasted
something's found missing
that was never noticed
that was always needed
that we found where we did
but not where we frisked.
A cloud laced in golden
awaits for the morning
and if the sun never breaks?
Do the stars go away?

Expectations rise with no measure.
Why do we look at the gold
and think it as bright as the sun?
surrounded by glitter
joy is unseen.
Happiness shines as light;
brighter in the dark.

Why chase after a fugitive dream,
that when reached cannot be caught,
that when caught cannot be held,
that when held does not come true.

Why keep wanting this dream
so close and so hard to reach
not many have enjoyed it
not many have lived it
but still
we fight for this dream
we live to reach this dream
we try as hard as we can
all the time is needed
to finally reach
this broken dream.