Dreams of Hope
Dripping like mildew off my tired face,
The burning heat pierces into my eyes.
Flames of despair whisk all over the place
As panic arises in soft, distant cries.
They echo helplessly in the thunder
Of roars from the licks of fiery flames,
That are determined to take us under
Into a dark abyss to make its claims.
In the midst of thoughts, I rush to their aid.
To rid the fire and hold up a fight,
In an attempt to simply make it fade
In hopes that at the end, there will be light.
At least then, I'll save someone else's dreams
And world from falling apart at the seems.