Broken Dream

My dream was a fragile thing

A whispered promise of what could be

A refrain that resonated in my soul

A harmony of possibility

But now it's shattered on the floor

A million tiny pieces of what used to be

I search for fragments of what's left

Scattered like autumn leaves on a winter's breeze

I find shards of glass and twisted metal

Remnants of a dream that refused to yield

The echoes of what once was

A haunting reminder of what could never be fulfilled

And yet in this brokenness i find

A strange and bitter peace

A release from the weight of expectation

A surrender to the fragility of human desire

Perhaps one day I'll find another dream

One that will rise like a phoenix from the ashes

But until then I'll hold on to these shards

And let them pierce my heart like a thousand daggers