Scattered with broken shards under worn feet
shadows of forgotten dreams and lost lives
a cracked mosaic of screaming eyes
pieces of abandoned souls
the images just wont stop
strewn with so many hollow faces
no way to escape this place
full of so many things incomplete
no remnants of emotions stole
consumed in a web of lies
broken pictures drawn by knives
with every step further they drop
never able to make it to the top
can't possibly keep this pace
driven down by feelings of deceit
never again able to be whole
haunted by untimely goodbyes
when does the end arrive?
shadows of forgotten dreams and lost lives
the images just won't stop
longing to disappear without a trace
but cannot accept defeat
spinning out of control
swallowed in the darkening skies
no matter how hard they try
broken pictures drawn by knives
cannot become more discreat
words and feelings of disgrace
with every step farther they drop
no one left to console
no way left to reach the goal
won't stop until they die
when does the end arrive?
never able to make it to the top
nothing left to replace
with fate they cannot compete
the journey will never be complete
shadows of forgotten dreams and lost lives
the images just wont stop
*everything i see when i think/feel/see depression in or around me...
