explains how, after suffering the loss of love that once gave strength to live, the poetess finds living life is so dull and lifeless...life seems to have no meaning anymore . .nothing to live for nothing to die for ..just going on for the sake of breathing wondering if something good will ever come on her way.. she sees no future in this way nor present, it's like even wasting the air she's breathing. living lifelessly like a walking corpse...and it is also apparent that she once had lived in a dream but now she's awake she's looking at the dream falling shattered from outside dying in her mind.