Sweet Dreams

Hopeless days,
And sleepless nights.
What a wonderful moment
With a dream of darkness.
For a man so young
And dying from problems within—
I have no hope,
To strive,
To live,
Or show my emotions
Which once made me great—
But thrice have made me hurt,
How can I try when nothing is near
No hope—just emptiness.
With the abyss staring me down
Into a lower status
And a weaker man.
I’ve given away my time to spare,
To an unworthy cause—
So unjust and unfair,
Why do I not care?
Is it due to the “death,”
I suffered when time was of no concern,
From that moment
My life has failed.