Broken Dream

by Jemma   Feb 5, 2007


Cradled in the boughs of this broken tree
Dead to my aspirations
Yet it is the only thing keeping me alive out here
Away from the endless nothing

There are light years behind me
Where I bathed in firelight and lucid imagination
But there is such darkness set before me
I don't know if I can find my way

All alone in my only safety
My almost lost, fading sanctuary
And everyone is out for more
I have nothing to give anymore

Strangers in the mist
Sometimes try to help me
Sending me the wrong way
Too many contradictions
Who am I to believe?

Cradled in the arms of this broken dream
From when my path was set before me
But the drought has killed it
And I'm left in the endless nothing

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