I burned

This is the poem about those dreams I burned last night.

A long time period of blindness
I learned and I burned
I was loving a flame, so I burned myself in it
Yes I burned the old me
The smoke of my dreams fade away in the air
I tried to stop them but they didn't stay
The smell of the burning memories left me numb
I held back my tears and said goodbye to them
The moon and the sky
They were asking me, "Why did you cry?"
I said, I burned myself
Yes, I burned and I learned!