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My mind is a graveyard of broken dreams
Those I have dreamt of never survived to become a reality.
Afraid of letting the world outside in
Wondering what they might think,
My secretes are kept locked away
Safer than the precious treasures of a wealthy king
I never meant to hurt those I cared for
But it is always too late to fix what has already been done
Everything I touch always turn into ashes
As I most often watch those ashes being carried away by the wind
While I sit there helplessly wondering
Trying not to kill those dreams I have got left with my poisonous touch
Trying to keep them out of my mind before they turn into dust.
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