Where is that world?

Where is that world,
That I once thought I would make
With my dreams,
That kept me awake.
With my thoughts
And that fire within.
And those crumbs of motivation
Igniting the will to do something.
And that thing resembling faith
Placed high up there,
And when I look around
I find it nowhere.
All that remains is just a void
That world there is no more,
That utopia exists no longer,
It is now just an eyesore.