"The Chapter That Never Ends"

I see my dreams, one by one they fall,

Like fragile stars—too distant to call.

There was a time I swore, "If they don’t come true,

I won’t go on"—but look, I do.

Now I don’t want to dream anymore,

Life has taught me, dreams don’t reach the shore.

Why chase illusions that slip through my hands?

Why build castles on sinking sands?

One day, I whispered, “If dreams don’t survive,

Then why should I wake, why stay alive?”

But then, I hear her—soft and near,

“Wake up, my love, you’re sleeping too much, dear.”

Who tells them I am tired inside?

That my smile is just where my sorrows hide?

If I stop smiling, they ask, “What’s wrong?”

I can’t add more weight—they’ve carried too long.

So I wear my mask, a painted grin,

Hiding the storm that roars within.

I’m tired of crying, tired of pain,

Tired of watching dreams die in vain.

I want to live, but fear the fall,

I want to hope, but lost it all.

They say life has chapters yet to be told,

But what if this chapter is just too cold?

What if my story ends right here?

No light, no dawn, just endless fear?

Yet still, I breathe, though I don’t know why,

Maybe… just maybe… the next page won’t lie.