Broken Dreams

I crossed the treacherous moat In my small rowboat Upon reaching the other side I stopped and cried For the great Castle I had sought Had been brought Down To the ground By all the evil behind The death of mankind The fear I had run From Simply awaited me Across the sea My dreams a scatter Like trash upon dirty water So I got back in my boat But before I reached the other side I awoke... it was still dark, and late here where I'd found my fate outside I heard the rain, inside nothing - no joy, no pain laying back I tried again to dream but only found, I couldn't feel a thing - Broken dreams It seems Are humanities worst Endless curse..........