Abandoned Dreams

We leave them behind,

Trailing along behind us,

Marking a long line

Of ambitions and memories.

We leave them behind,

In our pursuit of importance,

To gather dust by,

The wayside.

Forgotten futures

That could have been,

Just passing before our eyes,

Like a snapshot movie,

Of memories.

A little ode to such,

Abandoned dreams.

A minute of remembrance,

To such abandoned dreams.

Like unborn children,

That could never be,

We shed tears of sadness,

For that which we left to bleed.