the death of the dream

Often when i look at the most stagnant parts of my life and the lives of others, you can see an intense grieving process happening in their hearts.
When people think of grief - they think of death.. but its not just the physical death of a person that causes the heart to grieve.
It's the death of hope, a relationship or a longing for something different
which can only be described as the death of a dream.

The dreams that keep your soul alive,
your emotions exuberant and the light in your life that becomes the reason you wake up each day.
The family you never had,
the one you loved but lost,
or the person you wished they were.

The attachment and unbreakable bond we have with the dream shatters our world when it dies.. and you feel like you've lost life.

I'm starting to realise that we've been grieving the death of so many things in our lives for a time far too long.
Grief has overcome us - the deepest parts of our hearts and minds and
it leaves us breathless, stagnant and empty.
and new dreams arise and die and we're left mourning once again.

Suppressed grief suffocates the being of a person and I have come to learn that if you do not wish to feel grief then you cannot truly experience happiness.
At the end of the day, we're forced to simply let go or we'll fade away.

become a statistic, achieve nothing, love no one and our final days will see us waiting for death as we've had enough of mourning and self inflicted pain.

so i'm left with the hope that one day our journeys will be over and we'll begin to feel alive again,
breathe without assistance and embrace happiness with all we possess.

but until then..
i'll attempt to let go.. and wait for the time to pass and my heart to heal.