Hope’s Waning

You daydream of falling in love,
if but for a moment in time.
And find yourself wishing for wings,
to fly far from yesterday's tears.

Within this state of emptiness,
you miss what you never possessed.
And heartaches trigger depression,
leading to high anxiety.

Romantic fantasies flourish,
secretly collecting in dreams.
And erupt like a volcano,
fueled by passion's molten flames.

Magic still exists in your world,
yet time's ticking and hope's waning.
For it's hard to gain confidence,
when shackled to a bruised ego.