Broken Dreams, Never to Grow Again

my ambitions,
lost inside the maze that is my mind
my will fades away like the sands of time
inside a cracked hour glass
creativity is lost and dead
it kills me slowly

the rest of you are vultures
carnivorous creatures
waiting for me to drop
so you may feed on my decomposing cadaver
ice cold
rotting flesh

my dreams, a plant
cease to grow
the moment I gave up
that moment is now
apathy is my only companion
as I walk these war-torn avenues
apocalypse displayed
for mere entertainment of the gods
they smile sadistically
vengeance is now theirs to uphold