POEM : "Disillusioned"

Life - a beacon to behold,
It’s full of promises, that’s what we’re told.
But one day the well of Hope runs dry,
And all we can do is sit and cry.

Believe in Dreams and they’ll keep you strong.
How can such words prove to be so wrong?
Is it double vision, or am I just blind?
Like a thief in the night, it attacks from behind.

So naive and oh so young;
I thought Destiny would put us where we belong.
Another fable kept alive in my heart;
It slowly tore my soul apart.

In desperation I sit by a silent stream;
Wondering… how do I let go of this Dream?

© 1997 Radica