You were the purest savoir from that forgotten night, the saddest sight, is that of fractured light.

Empty stores
Bare shelves
Bruised cans
Hate crimes
New deaths
Continuous cases
Shunted halt
Crashing economy
Fear left people in a shear panic
Panic left people feared for their lives
The worst of times pulls on the worst of our souls
Bring the light to someone's hidden dark world
Fear leads to panic, panic feeds on fear, anyone in the crossfire be dammed.

Endings a new Beginning
Beginnings of an End
Is it all a loop
Or just a straight line that never Ends
Ending of the world
Or just the End to Yours?
Just the Preamble
Or now the Revolution
I'm not sure of much Anymore
But I'm sure of a Thought
That this is the Ending of Worlds

Far from Me, far from Sea
  Gone from Pain, gone from Gain
   Close to Smoke, close to a Choke
     Coming to High, coming with a
       Solemn Sigh.
       Beyond Trying
       Beyond Everything
       But most of all I'm
       Beyond Trying Everything

Endless stringing fumes, pitter patter of a fruitless place. Fed by the doubts, in fear from shouts. Discovering all your pretty hue's, does this heart share the same face
                     Treat my flaming heart that burns and churns for more passion, cut it to pieces and make it whole, because it's all
                              getting too dull
Devour me
Discover me
Swallow it all
Show me it all
                  Sing a song to my heart
                    Sing a song to my soul
                      Dance with my flame
                      Dance with my name
Just don't let my fire falter
Keep it growing
      Keep my flaming heart for me, I don't need it back just yet dear

Rising falling, east to west
    The life of the ocean, shy's
            it's broken face.
             Can't you see the drawing,
               See the colors and
                 strokes and think
                  about what they mean,
         can you see it in all its grace.
         If you missed it don't worry,
          for this is The Forever
           Dance that we watch.
        Whether down in the quarry,
         Or stuck on the nightwatch.  
      The blazing ball and the cold
    crest are forever locked in a dance where the only hint at a
  rhythm is the crashing of waves.

Trickling raindrops
         Falling teardrops Rising in thunder
     Shoulders begin to shudder
        To the striking light that flies
To the silenced cries
                     A window tightly shut
An ever hollowing gut
          Now the curtains are drawn
    For I'm just another lost swan
Lost another one of those fights
          Lost to another one of those
                Rainy Nights

Without a trace
                              Without a face
A name no longer used
           Eyes that are no longer met
                     Hands that don't feel
   Ears that don't hear
              Leaving no memories
  Leaving no legacy
             Is that what it means to be
        Forgotten?