Broken

The person inside my head;
His dreams, aspirations.
His plans, ambitions. 
His wants and desire.
His perceptions, belief.
His abilities, confidence.
Does it ever change?

The harsh reality;
Impacting daily.
Battering constantly;
Like the ocean waves.
Shaking foundations;
Akin to ravages of an earthquake.
Pragmatism,
Wears off the sheen, 
Of the person inside the head;
Like a chisel chipping away
At a stone. 

Finally, with time,
The person breaks.
Broken bits abound,
Only a shade of the original. 

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