I'm nothing more then,
The painting on the wall,
A reflection of something bound to fall.
Twisted in a promise i made,
Locked and condemned to abandon,
All but hate,
I'm left screaming at my one true fate.
Smiling at the river of death,
The words you said are all but lost,
Invited into a world created from lies,
The life i once had reaches out and cries.
A glimpse of what could be,
A memory of what once was.
An image that i dream to be,
A picture i will always see.