Sunday, October 9, 2011

Whither My Dreams?

I broke some chains
from around my heart
to find my dreams intact
but there's nothing in it

only broken pieces
which don't match
nor fit together
to form an image

this emptiness
gets more hollow
each time I listen to it
I can hear no echoes
I can't see any reflections

the hunger pangs
are harder to bear
than those of an empty belly

and lord, it's dark in there

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