A sleep is hope to never wake
to dream adrift from the hated fate
of what was once a prize will never equate
an old horizon, that arrived to late
for now's a new founded trait
the exaggerated contaminates
to destroy a hope fuelled story and a will to wait
for everything good evaporates
as all that's left is a baited weight
that nothings new, just pain to navigate.
An old day that just replicates.