My Departed Dream

When did this walk become so hard?
When did the dream turn bad?
Why does my heart ache so for loss,
Of things I never had?

I used to see through starry eyes.
But now, no stars shine through.
I used to hope for days to come.
But now, I hope for few.

I wanted so to make my mark —
To make my life worthwhile.
But every turn I’ve taken seems,
A never-ending mile.

I’d love to capture once again,
Those dreams of yesterday.
Those things that made me yearn to live,
Instead of run away.

I never thought it’s be this way,
That I’d fail at every turn.
Andyet, it seems my fate is sealed,
And my burden is my yearn.

written by: Carole Hicks  (1994)