You've grown into this faceless mask and empty shell. And, like a ghost of your indulgence, you wear them well.. Still haunting something, by your own hand, lost.
All those things that I tried to be,. While wandering further from me. I 'd choked myself in my apathy,. Until I no longer could breathe. . My heart, and my hand, always reaching....
Colors diluted by the lies. And painted thick across the sky. Have seen all life whither and die. I gaze up at this forgery. Up at this dark grim tapestry.
I don't dream anymore. Yes, they just seem to fade. Always stripping me so clean.... Deserting me. . I strive to retain my goals. And try to achieve a certain life.