Madness explodes upon the pages
Of memories formed throughout the ages
As they, in their unfolding decline
So curse my life a blind man's dream
The fragments of both good and bad
Align to form the lies of truth
Beneath the sweetly severed skies
Where sun and moon are more than seems
Illuminating self-spawned madness
Inciting shadows into rage
Good and ill no more than swill
Mal-nourishing confusion's fail
Until the past is lost to me
And the present, a broken memory
As all my dreams of heaven
Slowly turn to ash in this living hell

I knew once was, and never will
Each moment lost, a bitter pill
But, I can't forget this pain
No matter how hard I may try
You don't have to be dead to die
Pain feasts upon the soul inside
Devouring the heart
So that it fades before its hide
And, with every moment lost or broken
With each word said or left unspoken
The only things remembered
Are the things I wish I'd done

Sometimes, this life bestows such sorrow
That, if I never see tomorrow,
Will my final breath declare that I've lost,
Or that I've finally won?