So this is what its come to my old friend
Long nights of shadow deceit 
It’s not a word that lingers in the crevices of my mind
But a single image trapped in time
Years ago I thought I had thee
When I promised to keep your smile from falling
But the clock grew weary things cant stop forever
And every day is my newborn history
Don’t worry comrade I think naught of that day
There is nothing left for me to say
And that is the end of the story that began with the end in
mind 
Now we traveled far beyond that truth
To a land filled with the devastation of sincerity once
removed
Some how it still seems beautiful
The only thing of beauty to behold other then hope
Which died with that endearing image of your face
The photograph in my mind of you ripped in half this
morning
Fluttering to the ground forgotten
I don’t know why I even remember your name
Its brought me nothing but suffering in my disintegrating
honor
But sweet dreams at night
Its the only thing I live for now
And life is a whisper of some small-mirrored image
Far beyond my understanding
Do you know how far to stretch?
The voice in my head are silenced