Dreams of Gray

Sitting in a gloomy room

Filled with obscurities

Enclosed in a tomb

With no feeling of opportunity

Dimness turned into shadows

Memories aged and depressing

Now turned blue

Why is everything so disheartening?

Softness now turned into weakness

My limitations are failing

Confined in a world filled with boundaries

Everything that I have dreamt for is deteriorating

My heart splintered and fractured

What happened to people’s empathy?

Has the common working class

Lost their sympathy

I close myself off again

My nightmare turned into reality

For a moment in time I can longer have any veracity

Once more killed off by a broken dream

C.Carlisle 2003

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