Memories...

I was once lost in this dying world
Living to survive from the devouring doom
Burnt paths confess the confusing thoughts
How can I live if I'm already dead?
Until one day this path decay
Revealed a doorway to a healing bay
I was so honored for a divine to say
"Come and see the unending day"
I live to be free for my mind to see
The sun shinning, waving sea!
Birds flying caged to be free
A good good bye from a soul to me.