Burnout 🤯

In the shadows of my mind A flicker of light has died An ember that once burned bright Now fades into the night Burnout, a beast that lingers A weight that only grows It feeds on all that's good and pure And leaves a gaping hole I see myself, a puppeteer's toy Controlled by hands unknown I dance and spin to a tune so dark As the strings cut through my soul The world around me twists and turns In a kaleidoscope of pain A labyrinth of broken dreams Where hope has long been slain Yet in this darkness, there's a spark A glimmer of something new A hope that I can rise again And start my life anew So I gather up the broken pieces And put them back in place I rebuild what's been torn apart And...View all