Emptiness

I sit alone amongst the virtues before me
I cry and I dream
But dreams are not what life is about
Dreams cannot make reality

I've heard that to lose dreams, you lose life
I guess I've slowly died throught the years.
Losing one dream after another will do that.

So, with what I thought was once.
I find is no longer once again.
Disapointment, heartache, sadness.
If only to hide these feelings.

If only to hide those feelings away forever.

I've tried.
I've cried.
I've sighed.
Nothing has worked.

Though I must live, I often don't want to.

but I do.

and will.

With the emptiness inside me.