Mistakes were made,
tears were shed,
promises broken,
and flowers went died.

Time passes,
Minds run,
Questions fly,
but hearts still ache when all is said and done.

All good things come to an end,
All the sweetest smiles crack,
all the prettiest lies find truth,
and all the wealthiest people learn to lack.

When the floodgates open,
and the demons pour in,
the nights will grow longer,
and darken with guilty sin.

When the sun hides and the moon comes out,
beware the shadows,
that which hide the bodies of empty promises and broken souls,
don't let yourself return to that pool of tears for it's all to shallow.

Mistakes were made,
tears were shed,
promises broken,
and the past remains dead.