I walk this street alone,
across this broken world I use to own.
A single flickering flame casts
screaming shadows from my past.
My roses so red,
now wilted and dead.
I walk this street alone,
through shattered dreams I used to own.
"Here comes the rain again,
falling from the stars.
Drenched in my pain again,
becoming who we are."
Through the sea,
of shattered dreams.
Weeping roses wilt and freeze
in the endless sea of memories.
Faceless shapes scream and wail,
long after their dreams set sail.
Through the colorless sea
of dying memories.
Help me please.
Set me free,
from the endless sea,
of shattered dreams.
TuckEr EllsworTh

