back in time to a black and white backdrop.
to the root of rhyme, and my heart stops.
beauty so subtle, like a Bach pensato
lost in a hustle, running like Machado.
a dream too evanescent, and every time,
i wake to the present, past my prime.
simplicity is forgotten in the fears of tomorrow
hearts are sodden, adding to our sorrow
if this is a step into whats coming
i cannot accept a reality so numbing
a picture so pure, couldve been a hallmark card
heightened the allure to run away from my safeguard
but searching for the truth...by living on a dare
turned all of my dreams into a chilling nightmare
now im trapped in a cage that i drew around my own heart
what was once just a stage, is now my real life torn apart
panting for some fresh air, as im drowning in quicksand
don't know how i got here, but a freefall wasnt my plan
in so many ways i'm just a lost cause
trying so hard to be who i once was
just to hear that memorable applause
silenced now from my countless flaws
ive got nothing left but a waning facade
maybe it's a sign that I better find God
cuz despite the grand display of my extravagant ways
im just an episode away from abandoned craze
in my 5 act dramedy that's turned into an epic Greek tragedy
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