Friday, March 18, 2011

Would that I could wash the years away
would that I could wish the pain away.
Never to see the pain that life brings
never to hear the hollow songs that life sings.
Dancing on a grave that turns out to be my own
dancing out a dance that I wish I had never know.
Watching as the world spins slowly towards decay
watching this life grows twisted day by day.
Hoping that a brighter day will come with each dawn
knowing each new day bring the same old song.