Golden and orange,
they crunch beneath my feet.
With fall comes leaves,
my head full of empty dreams.

I know no bounds,
my mind stretches to infinity and back,
yet my dreams seem so dead,
untouchable at best.

My future seems bleak,
full of broken commitments and shattered dreams,
but right now,
I don't mind.

I'll carry on,
I'll move along,
because I know one dream has come true,
and that is to wake up alive.