Wilting Future

Alone wilting wonder
Clouds mask the sky
Foraging for crumbs
Left by the eye

Sacrificing so much
For someone so cold
So close to the edge
Without much to hold

Ideals aren’t a promise
Wishes don’t come true
Without solid plans
Emptiness seeps through

The loss for the future
Has started to creep
The aching is beyond joy
The pain runs deep

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