I don’t have the heart for it anymore.
It’s not within my clutch to try again.
Seen my hopes and my dreams dashed to the floor.
Have seen them all come crashing to their end.
What once was a joy to pursue, and once worth to behold,
Is now a thing of the past that no longer has a place.
Nowhere to abide in as it’s warmth has been rendered cold.
With the remnants of all I held for it gone without a trace.
True these words may seem like a glimmer of something that remains.
But they only serve the purpose of showing what the chase once meant to me.
Having no heart for it after time let the tears pour like the rains.
Forcing my heart into solitude; into a place of lamenting and apathy.
