Walking Along Broken Dreams

Another story from Computers class...

Can you see that
I’ve been walking along broken dreams?
That the dreams are like shattered glass
Clawing at my feet,
But does it matter,
That I’m leaving blood trails?
Maybe someone will follow
Because I can see a great light
And it’s getting brighter with each step.
Tonight I want you to take my hand,
Though battered and scared
My hand will guide you along
Past all these broken hopes
And into tomorrow
Where I can see
That there will be a future for us.