I Use To Dream

I use to dream, about wonderful things, but now I dream no more. My mind has completely blacken, from too many tears and regrets. Tears from all the pain I have endured from the past. Memories that were once lost, are now coming back. My dreams use to be peaceful, they use to be full of love, trust and sturability. I use to dream about the sunshine, how wonderful the warmth felt on my face. I Use to dream about love and pure grace. Passion and loyalty. I use to dream, so beautifully. Like a quartet beautifully being played by the perfect symphony. Now my dreams no longer exist, When I close my eyes at night to sleep, It is pure darkness. All my hope and faith has vanished. I feel as though my life is full of emptiness. There is no such thing as the perfect love, or harmony. Just pain and regretfulness. Dreams that I once use to have, are crushed with loneliness. I use to dream about having the perfect life, perfect love and perfect job and a career. But all those dreams I use to have left me, for it seemed I failed at everything. A black stormy cloud over my head. Raining on me. No more dreams. just blackness. When will the light, come back to me. When will I get the chance. To prove to others that I am better then that. When will my friend, success step in. When Will I dream again.