In the heart of chaos, where shadows collide,
I wander through whispers, with nowhere to hide.
Petals like secrets, each colour a scream,
Butterflies dancing in the edge of my dream.
Stoned on illusions that twist and distort,
Nature's a canvas; I'm lost in its court.
With every breath taken, I feel time slip away,
Lines drawn from petals-where night swallows day.
Run wild through the meadows, feel the fire ignite!
Chasing fleeting visions in this fading light.
Too many images swirl like a storm in my mind,
Collecting these flowers that leave reason behind.
The sun paints the sky with strokes of despair,
While echoes of laughter dissolve into air.
Every bloom's a promise that fades just too fast,
I grasp at their beauty but they shatter like glass.
Stoned on illusions that twist and distort,
This tapestry woven is frayed at the line.
Can't think anymore as reality bends-
A meadow of madness where illusion transcends.
Run wild through the meadows, feel the fire ignite!
Chasing fleeting visions in this fading light.
Too many images swirl like a storm in my mind,
Collecting these flowers that leave reason behind.
Fingers trace outlines where dreams used to bloom-
Caught between silence and an echoing gloom.
Lost in this labyrinth where thoughts intertwine,
Each petal's a memory-a glimpse of divine.
Run wild through the meadows; let your spirit take flight!
Riding waves of confusion beneath stars burning bright.
Too many images clash like thunder above-
In this field of surrender lies sorrow and love.
So I'll dance with my demons till daylight arrives-
In meadows enchanted where madness survives.
Forever collecting what nature will give-
In this fleeting moment is where I truly live.