Dream کے بول

Immersed in light, broken in flight, Here comes that scene again, Not another sleepless night. Scripted yet stuck on every line, Upon my face a look of pure surprise, I thought I'd be fighting fire. How it's changed from my dream, Did I stray from the path laid out for me? How it's changed, Did I fail in some way? Easy to plot a course divine, A simple graph cant cover ever line, and I dont see what I dont know. Some truths are harder to perceive, The color has been drained now from my eyes, Staring into endless time...