Out here alone in the world so big I get lost Lost to everyone including myself what would this cost and whose price is it to pay when my life is full of discord and disarray. I am not the villain others have me portray tarnished I am dull and grey.
Silver Rose is Tarnished now a flower that is withering slow where is it that a tarnished silver rose is destined to go for all this pain and misery what do I have to show for who all could even have ever said that they used to know A rose that was once silver turning grey the older it did grow. Did I reap what I did sow from my rock bottom that lays here below these hallucinations audio are unique although from the future of tomorrow trouble they borrow In the very depths of my morrow i envision nothing but sorrow.
Tainted is the moonlight that flows in the windows clear is anyone there really even here out of those you cherish and those held dear would you weep if those memories did so disappear. My eyes have been said to shed a tear for those I once loved that are no longer near. My sadness sincere brings down my entire atmosphere wasted year after year are those times I clung to the stratosphere my thoughts unclear no matter how I tried to preserve.
Cigarettes still burning on my windowsill as the former me lingers in shadows black and still in places that I can't determine if they are fiction or most certainly real. Mere words unable to describe what I truly feel as I cut myself with this sharpened blade of stainless steel. Deep wounds that never seem to heal.
My essence begins to fade and I tend to be nothing more than a spirit of the past a time or a place where these moments weren't meant to last as these minutes turn to hours hours to days and days fly by so fast all of it designed to fill a void in my soul so vast.
