Broken walls and piles of rock, reveal what used to be…
Like the trust that once stood, and my happiness, all ruined to me…
A street pole flickers in the distance, but keeps fading away…
Just like my lust for life, it tries to flicker on, but it just wont stay…
Just like these ruins, i once stood tall and proud.
But I have been crumbling for years now, and my flame is going out…
The piles of rubble on the street, are like how my life is now, lying without a sound…
The caved in roof a witness of my defeat, resting shattered on the ground…
The broken glass in the window, is like my soul, cracked but holding on.
But one by one, the pieces fall out, so this sense is almost gone…
The train wreck in the distance, is blocked up like my will.
The tracks are right in front of me, but with piles of crumbled rocks in the way, im standing still....