The Far Away

Dreams that seem beyond my grasp
Unattainable even to the last gasp
Hope denied on a daily basis
My entire life lived in stasis
No chance to rise above my station
Just another lost cause in this nation
My sorrows buried in consumer debt
Only need one more dollar to bet
Distracted by the quiet song
Whispers for that which I long
Jealous thoughts of a pristine beach
Tears for what’s always out of reach

By Nicholas Byrley