i wonder
aloud
to myself
as i add items
to a wish list
that will never
be fulfilled

where do all the
dreams
wishes
hopes
that are ignored
go to die

do they just become
calcified bits
that cling to the soul
weighing it down
until
the slowly sinking
shade
becomes
so encumbered
that hell is
the only viable
option

this wish list
is just another
mine field
to damnation
these dreams
just tantalizing
glimpses
into what will
never be
hope is just
the wind whistling
through
a graveyard.