Down

by Stephanie Hyatt   Aug 25, 2007


Down, down, down,
I watch my hopes and dreams,
get flushed down the drain.
They were carried away,
by my stream of tears.
My heart is broken,
My mind a mess.
What happened to my old life?
The one I cherished so,
back when we were happy
to be with each other.
What has changed?
We are always at each other's throats.
The trust is gone.
No kindness, forgiveness, or understanding.
Instead there is bitterness and revenge.
Hatred and greed have replaced
My hopes and dreams.

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