The barn

The barn that I see

Is like unkept dreams

Neglected and lifeless

Abandoned and isolated

Once full of life

Now gone to perish

Once a vision full of hopes

Now a sad lonely home

Rusty nails, Dirty-caked floors

Falling apart, and barely breathing

Haunted and scary

Sabotaged by nature

Beautiful red that has

Chipped away

Slowly and slowly

One by one

The barn that I see

Is all alone like all those dreams

That are now destroyed