paint a picture of the lies lived
and the dreams now turned to sand
yet another cold lesson learned
slipped through stained and pleading hands
to wish, to hope
to dream beyond this coil
to will dark away
to be the fool
raise the vessel and drink to all the lies
and to what can never be
take in slowly the bitter taste
the taste of false security
to think, to be
reborn inside myself
to place the past
upon the shelf
questions remain unanswered
at least they were asked
and the dreams now turned to sand
yet another cold lesson learned
slipped through stained and pleading hands
to wish, to hope
to dream beyond this coil
to will dark away
to be the fool
raise the vessel and drink to all the lies
and to what can never be
take in slowly the bitter taste
the taste of false security
to think, to be
reborn inside myself
to place the past
upon the shelf
questions remain unanswered
at least they were asked