Reaching

Feels like the winter came
To where it has never been
I only couldn’t see a snow

When I would close my eyes
Freezing my agony
And all is left from days ago

Your shadow in an empty room
It’s moving beautiful and slow
Just touch and go

I’m reaching out to illusion
And hear your whispering footsteps

I’ll follow them to get me close to where you are

I was so reaching in
I was so trying to
Get yourself into your dreams

I was so desperate
Dying so amateur
In a silent madness quiet gleam
Playing over every scene

I was scared to have it all
And I was scared to lose it all
Over control