Staring upon the grave of my mind Long after I killed Everything dear to me A desperate attempt to Recreate my life Locked in the past I left my self blind Driven backwards to the future Remorseful abject and lost Staring into the illusion of light I strive To no longer Feel endless Pain I stare at the sun Yet no warmth ever reaches my face Still I give not heaven for lost For Im bound to the corpse of a rotten memory Letters sent But none has returned I pray and pray I rot in disdain A dead end So much to pretend As I stand, a sigh In front of you Averting the absence light Its memory haunts me still Dreaming of planes where joy forever dwells
staring, averting, remorseful, pray, abject