Reality consumes me.
Bright trees look gloomy
When my eyes are opened.

I am lost, but I still
Wander.
My path is clear, my
Destination…I still
Ponder.

When my eyes close
My sight is in rose.
A satin breeze carries me
Home.

No home for the lost.
I remember what I’ve found
And what I’ve crossed.
The stars tell me its hopeless
No home for the lost.

Around the bend
And to
The top.
Piece by piece I climb
And fall.

Maybe…is the end in sight?
The fall of dark
Is swept by light.
Warmth grows in me.
Strangely I feel delight.
Reaching the summit
My eyes open wide.

All that I see is how much
I cried.