Flames Of A Dream

Walking around with no road to follow ,
with no purpose , arrongant and shallow.
The ground beneath me slowly breaks ,
I`m playing a game with no stakes.

Dreams consumed by whispering reality ,
hiding the scars that are left by calamity ,
Moments pass by and I reach for the sky .
Who am I to believe their lie?

Each word sticks to my mind ,
echos of hopes and dreams left behind.
Remnants of what once was my life ,
stab me in the back like a rusty knife.

A neverending play on this empty stage ,
curtains fall as I burn each page ,
flames run wild and take control ,
nothing but darkness comforts my soul.

And as the fire calms down ,
A new day , a new rising of the sun ,
once again the night held no sleep ,
and all that remains is the pain , burried deep.