Wonder

Black rose,
Why do you haunt me,
Your thorns in my dreams,
In my world.
My oncoming shadow,
My hate,
I wonder… is it real?
 
Requiem,
Are you what I want?
Melody,
Are you what I seek?
What song is mine?
My memory is tearing me apart.
 
Can I see as far as the stars?
Please tell me sir,
Will I go mad?
I tear the world I hide within myself,
A fright I hold within my pores,
An over becoming,
But what when and why?
Heat consumes me till I wondered if I would tear myself apart.
 
I wondered as I was riding the wind,
If I could follow my path,
If I would fit my expectations,
If I would find the truth within ourselves,
For I feel in all that we are an existence within another.

ISA