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I had a dream;

I watched it die

From a thousand miles

Beneath the sky,

Where the winds are cruel

And the shadows shift,

And I'm left alone

In a boat adrift

In an endless storm

Of tossing waves

From the thoughts I think

And the words they say.

It's too late now,

Too late to run,

Too late to go back

And change what I've done,

So this is the end,

The end of this story,

Absent of success

And fantasized glory.

I die like a mist

In a raging sea,

And too few will miss

Or remember me,

And those that recall

Will see but the dream,

The hopeless ambition

I thought I'd achieve.

In all of my flaws

And naivety,

I jumped like a bird

From a nest, with clipped wings,

And I fell like a stone

To dust on the ground,

Scattered, fragmented,

With a silent sound,

A scream in my throat

That died on the breeze,

Dead like the dream

That slowly killed me.

Curse my ambition;

Curse all my dreams;

Curse all the failures

That soon defined me.

Curse human nature;

Curse human hearts;

Curse the beautiful mind

That tore me apart.

There's a thread in the air

As thin as a wire,

And it ties my lost soul

To all I desire.

The devil is waiting,

A knife in his hand,

Red like the fire

On which I will land

When he clips the string

From which I breathe,

And I fall like death

To insanity

And a hopeless future

Of life and regret,

Void of the energy

I fruitlessly spent

On those empty dreams,

On beautiful lies,

Thinking I had

The power to find

True satisfaction

In society's game,

But fate's always changing,

And people stay the same.

No dream is enough;

The sky is too high;

The stars are too far

For me to survive

The journey to reach them,

To make them all mine,

So I'm left with the dream,

With stars in my eyes

From the daze of a dreamer,

The burn of the fall,

And the impact, it breaks

Me into many small,

Precious, lost pieces

Still warm with life,

But the heartbeat is gone

With the will to survive.

I lived for ambition;

I lived for my dreams;

Remember, people are

Always more than they seem.

I had a dream.

I watched it die.

And from six feet below,

I still reach for the sky.

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Ambitions can be so hard to let go of, even when we feel entirely hopeless. Sometimes, no matter how often or how hard we fall, there are some dreams that we can't help but keep dreaming <3