Irresistible

I dare not say no to dreams. They, like mountain streams, are fast, unstoppable, raging! Wretched children of Ambition! They soar, they soar too high. Then fall and bleed and die. The sores leave my soul to reek and cry over the fragrant past. Joy and Smile, in air so vile, in the shroud of sorrow, breathe their last. But I can't! I can't escape their frozen grip. They trick and deceive. They cut my chest deep. They break my soul to pieces! Carry the silt of guilt, which blocks my mind black. Yet, I dare not say no to dreams. I sway, I sway with their whims!