The Murder Of My Dreams

Walking down the stairs, I saw their faces, Meeting mine with happiness glares, Showing how fast time races. Leaving my dreams behind, I entered into a world not so kind. Behind their happiness, a cunning smile Of crushing my dreams in a while. Signing this marriage contract, Sadness is now a fact. With the shaking pen so scared, Fell a drop from an eye so teared. Not forgiving the devils, Who filled my life with strange evils. The journey from strong and independent, To fragile and dependent. The road to extreme worry and fear, Take its start from here.