pocketful of dust

my pocketful of dreams
has become a pocketful of dust
so many tears have fallen
my heart has begun to rust
the rainbow I once followed
is now many shades of gray
the sun no longer fills my sky
darkness smothered the light of day
the childlike faith I once embraced
fell before a pack of lies
my soul weighed down by bitterness
never found a chance to fly
time once my trusted friend
has worn away the edge of hope
the walls I built against the world
allow my mind to cope
with all the pain and sorrow
along this path of twisted love
where all about lies the wreckage
of the life I once dreamed of