The star needs to fall…

I need more sight to inspire me the vision of future
A pen to draw my path to the unknown
A sense of art to paint blank gesture
I need real colors to draw half empty picture
I need a picture.

Two steps ahead there is nothing but fog
All I can see is a hand messing with my papers
A book that is closed is my everything
A picture I don't posses is my everything
Some ashes is a tray is all that is left
The smoke of a candle is where I belong.

Burning…
A suitable word to begin with
A suitable expression to build my dreams on
All is falling except the words hanging on my wall
The world seems to be a dusty ball
And I'm wasting the puzzle part and whole
The star needs to fall.