Lifelines Torn

It's chocking me,
It's Killing me,
This loneliness,this hopeless.
It's burning me,it's filling me,
With hopes,desires unrealised.
A sence,foreboding so strong,
That I can't sleep at night.
And nightmares are filling my walking hours,
Spuring from deep recesses of my soul From that deep place unrealised,unrecognised,
Where tombs of my dead dreams dwell,
Forgotten and buried Under the heavy soil of hopelessness That is our daily life Wich gives us hope And kills it in one stride.