• I haunt the halls of my past,
    With a dream like form of the present,
    Why did love leave me,
    In my time of utmost need.

    Visiting places of long forgotten love,
    Where long forgotten events took place,
    I look where a tear had fallen,
    and 10 more take its place,
    Where laughter once rang,
    The silent tears take over.

    A shadow of my former self,
    A shell that is empty to only me,
    Thrust back into the unknown darkness,
    By the one who I had called my light,
    He stands by as the Rose withers and dies
    From the cold and dark and lack of light

    No showers of light will fall from the sky
    and warm my heart through.

    No dice will roll and control my fate
    of this long lost battle.

    No kiss will fall upon my lips
    to make them smile and grin.

    No hand to wipe the tears away
    and say it'll all be better.

    Floating along into the unknown future,
    With the past clinging to my shoulders.

    Where is the blade to pierce my skin,
    and cover the pain with blood?
    To scar myself with my own kind of hurt,
    To make the other kind go away.

    Always too late to turn back the clock
    And make everything new again.
    It will never happen to the lonely ones
    Who dream of their time anew.
    Time when love was hero of all,
    And nothing could break it apart.
    Time when love was a simple thing,
    That was past time of all the young.

    But love is truly a fickle little beast,
    That tears your heart apart.
    It gains your trust then stabs you in the back,
    Using the hand of the one you loved.

    So be wary of the beastie one
    Lest you turn your back.
    And turn into a ghost of yourself,
    And be bitter in gray and black.