Flame

The day is half decided 

Dreams run through like heroine 

I can't brush you off - 

It's the needle parted into 

Heart beats - 

Running defeated and half empty 

Tell me the secrets we hold in our hands 

Stretched faith and shot glasses 

Filled with nothing but moments 

As the miles go on like a nightmare 

I can't wake from - 

For every verse is yours 

Like heroine 

Coveting 

All that is mine . 

All I've become 

Is the day 

Half decided .