DREAM

They built me bridges made of lies, Each step I took, the ground would die. Promised sun, but left me rain, Drenched in doubt, consumed by pain. Still, I kept walking through the fire, Holding on to one desire. But now the flames have grown too high, I can't help but wonder why. Through the storms, I held my ground, But some dreams shatter, don't come back around. The light I followed starts to fade, Was it worth the price I paid? The walls I built begin to crack, The weight of choices pulls me back. Every promise feels like glass, Breaking slowly as I pass. Beneath the weight, I feel the strain, The doubts, they echo in my brain. Through the dark, I search for light, But shadows keep me up at night. Through the storms, I held my ground, But some dreams shatter, don't come back around. The light I followed starts to fade, Was it worth the price I paid? Was it worth it? Worth it? And now the lies I used to fight, They haunt me here in dead of night. The fire burns, but not with hope, It leaves me hanging from this rope. Through the storms, I held my ground, But some dreams shatter, don't come back around. The light I followed slips away, Was the dream worth the decay? Now I stand, the echoes near, No more shadows, only fear. With these choices, hand in hand, I wonder if I'll ever stand.