R e a l i t y

On a heap of madness, I built my dreams.
Through the rush of madness, I stared expectantly at my dreams.
And in a fit of madness, I crumpled my dreams to pieces.
Now, I still stare but at a quelled dream.
Eyes steady and empty,
A soul broken to pieces,
A fire put to rest,
A hope taught to surrender;
A life gone by.