The more I try to find love,
The more sadness I get.
Like a quicksand,
It's pulling me deeper,
I gasp for air, try to pull myself up
But my mind says let it go
Because everytime I breathe
It hurts more.

Heartbroken, I relied on dreams,
I lived for them.
But now they're shattered,
Pieces scattered.
I want to pick them
But the more I try to do so
They break into more pieces.
So I just let them go,
Don't want them anymore,
Don't want anything,
I can live like this I think,
Heartless, with no dreams.
© vyom