Reminiscence
I wear these stains of time upon my wrinkled brow
I wear the marks of hurt in places they cannot know
What will I do now that the coals have ceased to glow
Where will I lay my head, I have no where left to go
This worn and tired shell is breaking from with in
The fissures start to show the surface wearing thin
If I could find a way then I would save myself
But I think now is the time to come falling of the shelf
As I think back on my past and all the things I’ve lost
It’s the fire in my heart that I really miss the most
Now I am stood on the edge of this deep abyss
I wish for all the world that I had just one more kiss
As the images arrive into my foremost mind
I am forced to again to live those actions so unkind
Know that hell is not a place of fire, heat and pain
Hell is forced to live with these pictures in my brain
The shell begins to break and tumble to the ground
It’s then I realise as I start to look around
I’m meant to be alone without a single friend
As everyone I loved went away in the end
My mind finds resolve as my marks begin to tell
I will let myself go and descend into my hell
I know that I will fall as my head begins to spin
I could even save myself if I hadn’t given in
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