A man loses his dreams, when he finds nothing to live for.Let me rephrase it,When a man loses the reason for why they wake up each morning, then the process of a dying soul has began.
What is left then is a glimpse of what it used to be. The person becomes a shadow of their real selves.
Self doubt steps in, hope fades but most of all fear creeps in. As they drown into apathy, they lose the fantasies that once filled their lives.They take in a different view towards what is because what it should is different.
Such a person is dying and yet they live.They rise up every morning going through the motions of life but never experiencing the reality of such a life. The day they come alive... that day they will breakdown into tears, of joy and of sorrow that their salvation came too late yet still needed. But it came late anyway.
Yes, such is the life they will lead. And then we pray they find a path.
