Lost

Drawn within it's midst Are signs that could be comprehended The same signs I thought I could interpret These signs seem to be nothing They could mean something Still in these unknown dreams It's snippet visions of flashback Clicking like the camera's shutter Blind sided by the flash Surrounded by a support swarm of bees Hope and dream maybe it's own fantasy Could be the dreams that I thought of The dreams that I could have wished A dream that could be a tell all tale This dream could be just a fantasy Maybe a fate of it's own destiny If I could only get it's true impact This interpretation could be crossroads A crossroad that could answer it all It could free me or imprison me Could be the downfall or success Maybe an ending with sorrow or joy Might be answered in my next lifeline