Loss

I look inside the truth
Standing outside the cold bites
A feeling of loss keeps me warm
The warmth is painful though
Leaving me scarred from the flames

I can't rid myself of this cloak
I try and fail, not my first failure
The burden weighs me down as I stumble

I shamble and ramble about past truths
No longer true but I can't let go
The past is holding me down

I dream of a better future
Dreams that are like smoke
I grasp for them to make them real
They vanish and all that's left is the cold

Once again the warmth of loss is there
My reality amidst the vanishing dreams