I laid down my head and stared at the ceiling
Thoughts and memories arrive from my past
The path I did take was filled with mistakes
And of sorrow I thought I’d never outlast
No pride or purpose, and no place to go
I had lost my way
Turned from my ideals, and lost passion for life
My spirit cried in vain
A wave of pain washed over me
My demons and my misery
All starting to rise
I closed my eyes
Into a dream I was taken
Where my senses would awaken
To see the past forgot and forsaken
And the road never taken
Lost in thought or are my thoughts lost
In a spiralling maze my dream-state created
What do I want and what do I need
What am I and what can I be
I cannot see… any sign
Chaos surrounds me lost in forgotten lands
Haze in the distance as I walk through desert sands
All that I want is not all that is real
All that I am is not all I can feel
I cannot see… any sign
I awake from the dream sent to haunt me
I realise that all was not right
I can’t change the past, but I can change ways
A place, a purpose and a guiding light
All that I want is not all that I need
All that I am is not all I can be
I finally see… the warning sign