Moving Poem by Vanilla Thriller

Chain reaction
Domino satisfaction
In anger it begins
This game will never end
The pieces are disorganized
Time to prioritize
It’s way too much to swallow
In my confusion I will wallow
The strength is a façade
It’s only to persuade
My mind into thinking
My eyes into blinking
Back the tears
From all the years
Of the heartache and sorrow
The not being sure of tomorrow
Surely my thoughts are profane
But they keep me from going insane
At the idea of my heart giving way
Maybe it will be today
The key is in the ignition
Looking for no recognition
Just for someone to remember
How to make a dream from hope’s ashes and embers