Where do we go when dreams die?

By Luis Porraz

Miraculous that they vanished

Just like my future I've been banished 

Tossed out to suffer in the cycle of hate 

With chains increasing in never ending weight 

There are no exits or expiration dates 

Darkness all over, hearing dreams cry themselves to death

Where it's possible to choke on air 

Gasping, asking for a quick slaughter 

Regrets come to life stabbing you 

With anguish, humility, and hopelessness 

Tears stay inside afraid to show weakness 

Never to evaporate, flooding your thoughts 

Heavy headed regretting ever asking "where do we go when dreams die?"