Sleepless

In a starless sky,
The dreams of many shatter,
And turn to ash.

It is an almost audible sound,
The destruction of dreams,
Splattering on the pavement,
Losing the light from their souls,
And dying out completely.

The city cries,
The sky mourns,
And the children begin to lose hope as well.
What is hope, without dreamers?
What are dreams, without hope?

These people are nothing without their dreams and hope,
Because human beings were meant to have faith and aspirations,
They are broken.
Who can fix them,
Mend their wounds and see that they get better?

Only time will tell,
And that may take a while,
In this sleepless city.