It's vision I lack

I'm lost in my own world.
My fires burning, but i can't find a match.
My pages are turning, but it's vision i lack.
The years are falling, but i don't feel much older.
The seasons are growing, but it doesn't get colder.

She say's she's not angry, but sad that is.
Here you are now, your final quiz.

Can you take it much longer ?
Without any sleep.
You seem wide awake, while your thoughts they creep.
They creep through your mind, your brain, your soul.
It seems as if your taking a toll.
A toll on this hell bent path, you continue running, and never look back.

Although you say it's vision you lack, i know you can see me, I'm here, I'm back.

I'm sitting in your palm, you clutch me tight.
You tremble, and tear, stumble with fright.
But here child, your final test, let's see if you can make it, try your best.
Use me with power, dignity and pride.
Use me child, make sure your alive.

You befriend me once again, here always together.
I'm here for you, your metal savior.
Topped off, in a tin coat, slow slice, or so you hope.
But here they come, as we speak.
Those levelheaded tyrants, making you reach.
Reach for the sky, the stars, the moon.
Child, i'll be back, very soon.