Traveler in a Dream

Whispers of the night, shadows call my name,

I wander down this road, but nothing feels the same.

Stars above, they flicker like the truth I cannot see,

In this maze of memories, I'm searching for the key.

Footsteps echo softly on the pavement worn and cold,

I trace the lines of futures that were never to unfold.

Each turn leads me further from the path I used to know,

Lost in this facade, where should I go?

The ghost of who I was haunts the corners of my mind,

In a world of painted dreams, there’s nothing real to find.

I wear a mask, a traveler in a land of broken glass,

Searching for reflections of a love that couldn't last.

I'm lost in a false reality,

Knowing where I am, but not where I belong.

Chasing shadows, fading memories,

Singing a wandering heart's lonely song.

The compass keeps on spinning, pointing to the past,

I stand at the crossroads, will this moment ever last?

With every step I take, I feel the weight of time,

Echoes of the dreams I chased, now just a steep incline.

The streets are lined with laughter, but it's distant from my soul,

Awash in hues of sorrow, as I search to feel whole.

A tapestry of strangers, stitched with threads of fate,

Yet here I am, adrift, trapped in my own debate.

I'm lost in a false reality,

Knowing where I am, but not where I belong.

Chasing shadows, fading memories,

Singing a wandering heart's lonely song.

And if I find the light, does it dim the pain I bear?

Do I trade my dreams for silence, or the chance to really dare?

In the heart of the unknown, I’ll search until the dawn,

For somewhere in this journey, my true self will respond.

So here I stand, a traveler, in a world that's not my own,

Holding onto whispers, for in them I’ve grown.

I'll keep on searching, through the night so long,

For every lost heart needs a place to belong.