Wither

I wish these things that I feel

would simply go away

that I could control from within

to purge the ones that stay

Thoughts of dreams that I once had

that brought me so much joy

now turn black – are withering

the dreams nearly destroyed

Yet shake these feelings I cannot

they’re constantly reminding me

that all I had hoped and dreamed

will never come to be

I still hold that sliver of hope

and wish with all my might

but that too wanes as time goes on

and day turns into night