There is no direction
When every way is the only way
That leads back to where we began
A ghost, for most of our days
We walk alone
One cocoon, shed for another
Time, though linear in our hearts
Stands still for the mind to wrap around
There’s a fire up ahead
If lucky, it’ll consume the destination
Breaking away, in a new direction
Far from the here and now
We can see the flames on the horizon
The smoke already penetrates our lungs
Burns with each breath
Still, it’s the way we must go
The only way, for maybe
Something waits on the other side
Although cruel in its moment
Hope presents itself
As seared desperation melts away
In the eye of self-destruction