Idea Bomb

This idea in my mind
Burning me from the inside
Keeping me awake at night.

The only thing left;
to put it all on fire.
The only thing worrying me;
Will I be burned with it or not?
Will I rot
Or do I get to see the result?
The glorious ending of it all.

It's a matter of time
Just a matter of perspective
Just a click
Clock
Click
clock
Boom.
And the colours will be back again.
Black, red, white
Blue, green, gold
Grey
Grey
Grey
Just for now on.

Can't see myself at the horizon
But I can see the truth
And it can set me free.
It was always meant to be that way.

Set my mind ablaze
And see through the fire.