Sighs Of A Broken Dream

 

I am the illusion that masquerades itself as dreams.

A dream turned nightmare.

A nightmare sent from Hell to stay. 

Do I cry or perhaps keep mute?

Will it make it better or would it ease this ache?

That which has wrapped its talons around me.

If I scream will I end up dead?

Should I sit or sink into an abyss of hopelessness?

Would it be okay to place my head down, even only for a short while?

So what do I do?

Here I stand,

Alone.

A withering branch lost in the labyrinth of misery and grief.

A cry of hardship ringing across a land of broken dreams.

A chorus of shattered hopes and anger.

Of protests against the tyrant's fist.

A vision so bright now nothing but a bleak future.

It still burns this dream though faintly.

A hope that one day it will rise.

About The Author 

Elugbadebo Idowu Deborah is a writer with a unique and fresh voice. She loves exploring the complexities of the human emotions and nature. An undergraduate student of the Department of Microbiology, Obafemi Awolowo University. In her free time, she enjoys watching anime, K-drama and reading novels. She is a passionate fan of Ed Sheeran.