Grey visions of today*

Every sight the same

I can not break free

I think I'm gone

As though I never wake

Always drawn into descent

And my hope decays, just out of reach



Cursed through life & condemned to misery

To be left with nothing...



If only for a moment; a way out

To see the faintest glimmer amongst the dark

To mend the broken dawn so bleak

Somehow I think I'm gone



But like ashes to the wind i will fade

Nameless and Forgotten

The thorn upon the withered rose

Somehow I always knew...