Apocalypse of the mind

It is a fine frenzy
The hums of a daily life
But who used to see
What we saw
When we grew apart

It is a broken mess here
Not worth to fill a cup
The brain is broken
Eyes closed to forget
That the mind has given up

It is a daring game
The living that filled life
Yet the fireflies cackled
In our night
And said goodbye to time

It is I who forgot
But did not forgive myself
The glass is broken
An emptiness filled
With the words left to delve