Just visit a poetry contest from a friend today, brought me to some ideas of writting. Maybe my style (and grammatical writting) isnt the best, i hope you enjoy it. Here is my first and darker one (nothing personal, just some thoughts i had) Broken Dreams Hope, a shining light in a dark night Destroyed by the whole society without a soul Little pieces here and there lost in the senseless of living Dreams as the last way to save them, broken down by the reallity Family? Unimportant. Friends? Gone! Its a dark life in the world Far Outside from home Nothing to save us Religion? No Need to believe, The Dreams Are Broken. We are lost, beaten by the ones we never wanted to be. There was too much change, more than we recognise. Now, we have become empty covers of soulless things The dreams are broken. Conversations about things we dont care, with our darkest enemys. Feelings? Not sure. Hope? Killed. Returning to a better Life with emotions? Low chances We are robots, working in a world of sorrow and killing. No dreams or broken dreams, whatever. Without dreams, Life is damned by the darkness.