A Memory To Serve

Today I had a darker memory that stained my eyes Blurred my vision of truth, which suddenly turned into lies I noticed how awfully untrue our lives have turned out to be As I was doubting you, and you were doubting me And when it came time to speak the words we knew we should say The memory was repressed beneath the cold and the gray And secret whispers of regrets filled the air around us all And carved the words we read in awkward silence on the wall. But we climbed the wall and trudged through the regrets and pain Grasping our paper umbrellas beneath the burning rain With each mile traveled, there lay a broken dream in our way A pile of filthy memories of the love we had betrayed With occasional sights of misfortunate decorated with joyful lies The tragic theater in the silence where we hide the tears each of us cries Hidden in the shadows awaits another memory to serve, A relentless reminder of our sins and the pain we all deserve.