...Calm the air
so bridges will never
burn
Blame the fire
that feeds the dream
toward insignificant
expectations
Light at the end
and panic in between
Suspended belief
and paranoia sets in
Sleep
with one eye open
never to rest...
Reality
lit the wick
songs of the last standing
candle
Scream of a gunshot
hope to turn
til it hits you dead
on the
spot...