Bones of Broken Dreams

He was barefoot that day. In hell. Walking on top of the bones of his broken dreams. That’s what hell is. It’s where your broken dreams fall to after they realize they can’t swim, they can’t walk, they can’t fly. All they can do is die. Die and sink down the to pits of hell. No one wants to go to that place. Where their failures live forever. It’s a bottomless pit. Infinite room for all your dreams to die. None of them have to survive. This place wants them all. That day, under his feet, they reminded him of that.