Dying Dreams

Dreams that simmer in the soul,

and refuse to be finally placated,

tethered to your heart,

that beat and rise,

to the sound of your fervent desires,

and long lost dreams.

This dark empty space,

that resurrects and ignites,

your spirits in your final moments,

that never forgotten mode,

In the struggle,

to find meaning and life,

your dying dreams are the final embers of your soul,

reverberating to the sound of the continuing finale,

That is your spirit, your heart, your soul