Dreaming for what you cannot have

in such pain as never known, let us despise this guise of lies for who could wish it for even the worst of enemies empty broken promises with just the sifting of a little time pretence takes presidence pretending to be pleased while all the while willing itself to nothingness a fraud a flaw in perfection nothing more now but a lost dream i just want my dreams back but each and every time i see a frame of what was it all fades to blackness and my wishes, my hopes, my dreams were all swept under the proverbial rug and alas i am left an empty pantry from the arsonal of me that was where did you go and why...? its all ive ever asked the wind torments my sick flesh rattling bones in the closet of my soul i need a way to cast the past away not a friend can embrace a wrech strewn are the ruins and none can build from what was so it was sad all was lost and we judge death to be guilty