Remnants Of Dying Dreams

Weathered by storms, dispossessed
Broken down and once again whole
Scars remain left, lucid ghosts of the past
Lessons in failure, wandering free
Distorted embers of a life once lived
The delusions of hope, the brinks of despair
Prosperous ambitions laid to rest
The mephitic curse of incapacity
Ghoul like silence
The distant sound of whispers
A sensation of shadows moving
Through these empty halls
Every new sensation
An expected burden, a repeating pattern
Steaming disappointments
A collection of crosses to bear
Remnants of my dying dreams
Monuments of burning atrophy
Remnants of my dying dreams
Triumphant times, nothing but a memory
Every twist, every turn of season
Bearing tragedy and woe
A destiny it seems
To seek and never find