Once Upon a Time

it sits,
this life,
alone
in the corner,
fragments
of lost dreams,
splintered
by time and reality,
scattered
to the wind

frail
of mind and body,
wasted
on a tidal wave
of fear,
regret

plans
long forgotten,
made when fear
was not known
and time
stretched
endlessly

when hopes
were as high
as confidence
known only
to the young,
life was
eternal

but time
creeps in
like fog,
spreading slowly,
blinding,
suddenly
plans but a memory;
time grown
short

and this life,
so little now,
so lonely,
so scared to believe,
to try,
swept away,
and dreams
are long forgotten.

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