Lonely, A shadow of what I once was
My eyes dark with shadowed light...

An incredable dislikeness hangs about the air
Over so many, all have failed to conquor fear...

As I walk up the steps
To my world of rhyme...

Ancient mirror
Long stowed away...

Broken beaond repair
Laughing becasuse you think I care...

A blade of rust, Strikingly thin
A resignation deep within...

Blue eyes look at me
Across a table of uncertainty...

Blue tinted glass
With memorys on window panes...

Memories shaded in the depth of time
In some forgotten part of a rhyme...

Broken hearts
And dying screams...

Craving those happy days
Alamost forgetting normal ways...

Comming from a broken heart
Always dreams fall apart...