i could hear the signs calling out from the bottom of the fire
i am like a torch flickering in the wind as the saying goes

lost all my precious
rage ate me up
endless forlornness has made me numb
i'd rather rise from here
or should i hold on to my past?

they’ve burnt to ashes
faded to grey
returned to the earth
yes it's meant to be
uncertain flame of hope i found
will you lead me back on the right track?

(legally distinct messmer)