A Dying Future

Reality is a curse
And words are scarce
When the city turns
On its own head
Spinning to oblivion 
Its fragments raining 
And those of us
Who will stay
Will build castles
From the rubble 
As if to find ways 
To ascend
Beyond ourselves 
Beyond fantasy
With this young deed
Dead as when we began
But with little cause
Not to live to the fullest 
And continue our dream 
Ascending the stars
Ascending the stairs to immortality 
Since within our pain
We are awakened
We won't let the future die
Anymore