Burning with desire,The fire is up and burning,I travel places.
Self, bleeding,Cutting itself, into pieces,Never-ending, as self is infinite,
The soul trying to get up,From the cocoon.
The drama unfolds on day time,Everyone sees on day time,No one does drama at night,No one sees at night.
The candle, my self,Burning every moment,Melting my core,Melting my heart,Melting my soul, into nothing,Into the thin air!
I’m in sleep and dreaming,Oh, but wait, am I in a dream?Is the dream an illusion?Is life an illusion?Life is an eternal dream.
