Endless tears fall like rain tonight
as the hour grows dark and I
think of the bitter past
and the memories
the silver mirror of fate,
the impossible reflection darkens
to let only ashes of who we used to be
seep through the endless cracks of sorrow.
I am bound to this world of pain by a tie that twists and cuts
my soul, leaving it to bleed crimson rivers
of agony and loss.
Here, I feel all the heartache I hold
manifest into darkened shadows,
gracefully dancing to a haunted lullaby
that only hold the visions of a past I left behind.