WHERE DREAM DIES

the place where it all ends

the birth of a new life 

transition into a new phase 

tears holds no form 

destination to the unknown 

as our spirits unfold 

if we don’t go rigor mortis 

nothing will happen unnoticed 

the quiet and serene world 

where our voices and opinions matters not 

subtle regrets and languish

indescribable victories and trophies 

the place of equality 

both great men and victors rest not in awe 

leveled soil to hold our carcasses 

a bedding too cold for comfort

our once beautiful bodies now smeared 

cankerworms feasting with thanks to their maker

a place, trapping our heroes and warriors 

the place where dream dies 

@talk2leigh

7:08pm

26 Dec 2022