Hopes

Hopeless and useless,
the moments are gone.
Smiles faded away,
shipped off with the dawn,
dreams washed up
on the shore of promise
that were swept away
and off of my lips.
No positive to hold
after the experience,
no anything of my own
that could make sense.
No hopes to hold
in my weakening hands
that allow all to fall through
to ruin, the shams.
No tears left to shed
on the sad, soggy cheek,
no nothing remaining
form a man forced to be meek.
Now games over,
now hopes gone for good,
another victim of the
ruthless, the coldest brute.