Impulse.

Every once in a while I get a rush
And let myself imagine a world such as this.
A world that bends to my will,
Bows at my command, is mine to crush.
But every once in a greater while
I fall in, forget where I am, who I am
And let it take over.
Lie in bed all day, just trying to get back,
Back into that dream
But it's harder than it seems.

The only remedy I see for me
Is to conquer this world that I live in
Slash and burn it,
Burn it to the ground,
And restart on my own.

So my world starts anew here,
From the ashes rises a single flower,
And I'll sit here and admire it for a while
It's a simpler way to pass my hours.
And when the flower sees nothing else on the horizon
Maybe she'll look my way too.

Until then, I guess I just have to wait.

Heart.

EDIT: I really need to not write in this when I get black out drunk. I'm a very mean person with very bad spelling.