Walking down this lonely street,
The dust churning benieth my feet.
I walk throughout this empty path,
Facing silent desolate wrath.
Chasing down my memories,
Images locked and lacking keys.
The shadows lept against my soal,
My heart and thoughts, nolonger whole.
The peices hold behind my walk,
And trailing behind, continue to stalk.
I'm reminded with reminance of past,
And how each step should be my last.
The insistent poundding in my head,
The reminders of fate, and how it bled.
Of what could have, should have been,
Repetition of treacherous sin.
I sit down, on the street side,
With nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.
I sit while dreams come forth to haunt,
And wait, for I deserve their taunt.
Looking up, and into the sky,
Just trying desperately to get by.
Walking this rode that continues on,
Tainted by darkness, but i see dawn...
The dust churning benieth my feet.
I walk throughout this empty path,
Facing silent desolate wrath.
Chasing down my memories,
Images locked and lacking keys.
The shadows lept against my soal,
My heart and thoughts, nolonger whole.
The peices hold behind my walk,
And trailing behind, continue to stalk.
I'm reminded with reminance of past,
And how each step should be my last.
The insistent poundding in my head,
The reminders of fate, and how it bled.
Of what could have, should have been,
Repetition of treacherous sin.
I sit down, on the street side,
With nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.
I sit while dreams come forth to haunt,
And wait, for I deserve their taunt.
Looking up, and into the sky,
Just trying desperately to get by.
Walking this rode that continues on,
Tainted by darkness, but i see dawn...
