Truth, failure and my exploding hope-chest

Share a common interest and enjoy cheap thrills,

Laying down embracing be safe sleep well,

Midsummer and there's dancing, 

And there's the moonlight,

And you're with all your friends,

Where you were laughing so hard,

And Holding hands.

…

And i truly can’t relate -  to any of this!

And everything I’m holding inside just aches!

As reality bites me in the throat,

The killer blow,

It's not going to happen for me...is it?

...

I colapse to my back rasping

Hordes of memories tease me,

With shardes of hope,

Waving then like the Samurai,

Beautiful and deadly.