A soul broken
A song with no lyrics
A spirit sick
A book with no words
A mind lost
An expressionless thought
A heart damaged
A room with no doors
A body abused
A cage locked
A future with no hope
Empty
Dreams float through my fingers
I stand and watch as my dreams blow away
Close my eyes, wishing I held on just a little bit tighter
Dreams caught on the breath of wind
I have one more chance to catch my vision
This time I'm not letting go
My dreams return, with both hands
I reach out and retrieve
What is mine