Death of a Dream

When will I learn ?
What was I trying to do ?
Live out a dream ?
A stupid dream.

I definitely can’t go through this again.
I knew it wasn’t going to work,
but I kept trying.

I’ve been hurt too much,
too often.
My heart has been broken
too many times
and it takes longer and longer
to fix it.
Each time, a piece is lost.

I no longer have the time
to pick up the pieces,
or the strength
to put it back together,
and I certainly cannot afford
to lose another piece.
It would be fatal.

So much for my dream.
For something so beautiful,
it brought only pain.
It’s time I woke up . . .