There is a wall.
 I can't break through,
 Surrounded on all sides,
 With blurred field of view,
 Exquiste architecture,
To me you mean nothing,
 Pattern and structure,
 Like a random feeling,
 
 I am just a prisoner,
 Of my own dreams,
 Rush me out of here,
 I need to breathe,
 Smoke has filled my lungs,
 I can barely see,
 My hands are searching,
 My legs adorned with shackles,
 
 If I could only move,
 Along with my thoughts,
 My life behooves me,
 To find one last thing,
 To rest in your arms,
 Knowing that you did wait,
 Oblivious of the terms,
 Scripted by mercy of fate.