Abandoned Dreams

Dreams sift through a fractured
hourglass, once clean and pristine.
Now lost hopes scar the long-worn
time-piece of life.
No rewinding the clock of age,
trying to do so only causes it
to flop and convulse.

Once the sky was the limit.
youth was the constant--
it was not something
you had to sustain.
It just was.

Then you're thrown into a time warp,
tossed into the future of now.
Return trip ticket:
nonvalid, expired.

Floating in space is a
splattering of ambitions
unfounded and abandoned.

Internal drive has frozen in low gear.
A sludge-filled decline caused
from negativity.
Engine sputters from years
of trash build-up.

Lost dreams which once
sparked a thousand nights,
now lay in pieces, scattered
at the bottom of a fractured
hourglass.

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