A place that could have been, but never was

a place that could have been but never was
is it dark, is it light, silence or a buzz
in this place, hope does permate the air
scatter around, many a soul it does ensnare
“I could have been” teeth clench and break
mind fantasizing, body refusing, unable to wake
but for a faustian spirit only heart will ache
walking thou lonely path, a truly broken road
sand carassesing feet, a forlorn river flowed
indominable spirit with promethian fire glowed
a place of promises of El Dorado gold
yet touched, inspected show only mold
go forth brave spirit past this place’s gates
show thy sentinels what true Fate awaits!