Glaring Dream

In the bustling crowd, whispers melt
Scattered memories blur at my feet

The brilliance of the city wandering in doubt is glaring one way
Illuminating me, who feels like freezing

Cold times slip through these hands, shaking dreams
Counting wishes, you appear in the swaying illusion when I wake up
A faint silhouette guiding me

Even the kindness that only conveys anxiety
I don't want an eternity filled with tomorrows
The words that should reach you, it's talk to myself

Without a shadow, falling into the days
Dreams piled up with trembling fingers, crumbling without even breathing
What to believe in when certainty is too uncertain to meet you
The silhouette of that day fading white

Gazing up at the faintly dyed seasons, life winter dream
Sweeping away the me who stops
Longing that numbs in the chest, erased by the wind

Cold times catch dreams drifting in that hand
Counting wishes, you appear in the swaying illusion when I wake up
A faint silhouette guiding me