I apologise for my madness,
causing nothing but annoyance.
Lost in a world seeking forgiveness,
walking in circles again.
The crystal rainbow,
heals my wounds but the scars remain.
There's a strand of hope thrown from the cloud
but will it be cut before i reach the top?
I feel happy,
a sense of glow and warmth.
The comfort lies in you,
but my burning flame dare ask you a question?
I thread the beads in my patience,
in a glass house of wishful thinking,
yet these dreams remain dreams,
for the time being.