At The Border of My Nation

Diary Of Dreams

 

The sky ranges the past

Enclosed in ancient walls

Captured in memories

A kingdom to survive

Immortal silence gathers illusions inside

I see the desert sand

Whirled up by the feet of war

A mournful eye in isolation

Blinded by a silent spell

Slaved to my debility

 

My future in those hands

That I can't move

Like a victim

On his knees

The guidance still mine?

 

I take the blame

 

To find salvatation

And I await

The worst to come

The guidance still mine?

 

Tomorrow seems remote - so distant

My expectations evapurate

Leaving nothing to breathe

Another day to survive in silence