can we not waste efforts

in putting in hopes

for things that we're unsure of

even if they're certain,

no man can foretell 

what the forwarding hours are.

im tired in hoping 

for a surprise that would impress

because as the needle tocks, 

my believe in you has gone far less.

it lies dead 

it gives no response

but it doesn't hurt 

because 

your dreams,

they do not crush.

oh,the beauty of emotionless creatures.