Is this my creation?
These are the ashes of what Ive burned
Bright light blinding this eyes, cry
The scorching heat
of fire
The never ending shape of hesitancy
Sinking present a storm of obliterating memories
The same eyes
Forever
haunting this soul and I
Running, hiding, from the world
I once walked trough
Without the thick shell of time
Falling,
crawling, and waiting for her ghost.
Distance, seems so unreal now
The journey becoming
A maze of intricate thoughts
An
abstract room
Where I dwell
This is it
This mere instant
A collection of damaged memories
The abyss where I
fall
Just an incomplete tale
Missing words in a fading frame
The ashes of what Ive burned
The unconscious oblivion
machinery
Working tight, dont look back
Like an army marching
Straight ahead
The same eyes
Forever haunting this soul
and I
Running, hiding, from the world
I once walked trough
Without the thick shell of time
Falling, crawling, waiting for her
ghost.
This is it
This mere instant
A collection of damaged memories
The abyss where I fall
Just an incomplete
tale
Missing words in a fading frame
The ashes of what Ive burned
