Dreams Deferred

The frustration I feel clawing at my heart  
Knowing I will never be the person I was meant to be  
Time is running out and the abyss is creeping up on my soul  
Lament smothers all desire to give breath to this poetry  
Mayhap it will die silently along with whatever is left of me  
After all the shoulda, woulda, couldas are finally buried  
In the cemetery of long forgotten verse no one cared to read  
Where all memory of me will be laid to rest in peace  
As my cold reflection reaches out for Heaven  
But feels only the warmth of brimstone embers  
Lighting the pathway into eternal darkness  
Where the pages of my life will burn and turn to ash  
And nothing that was me will remain among the living  
Memories will sink slowly into the soil for worms to eat  
As the nothing that was my life lives on eternally