Lost – echos of the darkness fall
Bath me in somber thoughts of yore
Twist, contort, dissolve the core
Beneath darkness bathed my soul once more
Fill the heart in flames – burn
Swallow; tense; stomach churns
Yet the being of he still yearns
For that which is lost to once more return
All the visions of days replayed
For all the tears you have repaid
For all the foolish decisions you’ve made
For all the words in which you’ve betrayed
Time lost, time found, time sold
Sad, lonely upon a floor now cold
On hand and knee praying for times of old
No more, that story has already been told