DEATH OF A DREAM
The hopes are raised.
The dreams seem once more almost possible.
All too soon, it is all razed.
The dreams once more become impossible.
The last desperate chance turns into another cruel joke.
Peace is still an impossible dream.
Darkness once more makes one choke.
No one listens to the anguished scream.
Hope shatters as darkness descends once more.
The light falters and fades to black.
There is no way out anymore.
Fate laughs and stabs you once more in the back.
Frustration becomes a way of life.
Sorrow becomes a dark companion.
All that is left is infested with strife.
In this darkness, sorrow is the only companion.
Every dream is taken and pulled out from ones reach.
A cold and dark laughter is all that is heard in the dark.
Everyone laughs as what you want hangs just barely out of your reach.
A cold wind howls mercilessly through the soul in endless dark.
How quickly dreams of joy, love, and peace shatter.
A shadow is all that is left in this place.
The cold wind howls mockingly at one as the pieces scatter.
Once more, the dream is impossible, and there is no way out of this place.
DARK THOUGHTS OF PAIN AND SUFFERING
TALES FROM THE DEPTHS OF LIMBO
GAMES PLAYED IN LIMBO
FONTS USED IN LIMBO
