Poem: The Place of Broken Dreams

The dream didn’t last

As it shattered like glass

In a thousand pieces or more

Just brushed aside

By the dreamer who cried

And couldn’t remember what for

A painful old pile of memories sat

In the corner of life where no hope is at

And everything's there that ever was lost

Or just cast aside, or casually tossed

This is the place we know so well

And hide all the stuff

We care not to tell

Haunted by some photograph

Of happy days gone by

And times when one once smiled and laughed

Yet now can only cry

Where eyes have lost the needful want

Of pleasures once allowed

Like cared for things that torture us

Within our darkest hour