Wildfire's Dream

There's a feeling in my heart,
that I can not place.
Songs running through my head,
and an unfamiliar face.

Christmas time is here,
as it falls in the night.
Sitting by myself,
by the fire's only light.

Cluttered and confused,
as logic tries in my mind.
It wouldn't be so bad,
if it wasn't all the time.

I try to conceal it,
inside a broken heart.
Trusted it to chance,
but it's tearing me apart.

And I look in a mirror,
at a man who's in distress.
And I try to break insanity,
having feelings none-the-less.

And it pains me to see,
life's buring tears.
So close to death,
a human's worst tears.

It wishes I could write in words,
what I'd like to say.
And wish someone could help,
tell me there'll be another day.

It's hard to explain,
the way I think of myself.
To every one around,
my existance is stealthed.

I've been gone so long
and now I'm coming back.
But to a world I do not know,
and love which I lack.

Life is a dream that never wnts to quit,
and that dream is a puzzle,
to which I must fit.