Long Held Hopes

Reaching out for pennies dispersed in a fountain,

Once filled with a future of youthful bliss,

which was pick-pocketed by familiar faces,

Vanished in the air, empty purses that once faced opportunity,

Rotting memories full of lies,

Pictures left reminiscing on ruins,

Calm before the eruption of Mount Vesuvius,

Promising security,

Propelling blazing ashes,

Preserving the terrors,

A downward spiral so they say,

Spinning each way until fallen,

The first signs of Autumn, the eternal end,

To the bright sun, as if days never end,

Pennies made on wishes,

But yet did they know they'd erode into rust,

Astray from Definity,

Forceful thrusts, the inevitable truth,

Their addiction, abuse,

Why didn't you save that penny for later?

Saving every morsel of your laborious hours,

Managing abandonment, verbal unpacking's,

Instead you doubted the glass you looked out onto,

That their love, once received, will never come back,

The inner child thought things would last for life,

Only to go out of spite,

Who cares for a child who's far too old?

10 is enough so they've been told.