DOOR AND A KEY

thought i had it all

the moon , the stars , and the dust of dawn

but i only had a key that led to one memory

a key with a crystal name curved in

wich door does it open ?

i really didnt know

had only one chance , to escape this circle of broken roses

sealed ways of gold , so shinning but non the less so cold

lost in my own thoughts i didnt see the time as it pass by

the leafs have fallen from the ceiling , to cover the misty roads outside

angels closed their wings , avoiding the sad winter's snow

and as life left with the last breath of a season that passed

I FOUND MY SELF WONDERING

why taking an empty road when i was  safer here

 once i thought i had it all

the moon , the stars , and the dust of dawn

now i here remained

watching the crystal letters curved on my key glittering silently

as they took their way into their final sleep .