I'm walking down my street.
Living my life, yet.
Living so incomplete.
Sometimes I feel as though.
I'll never let go of these;
TREACHEROUS TREACHEROUS DREAMS.
My searched for memories;
Have been found.
Laying on the empty ground.
Sometimes I'm standing;
On a stage, looking out;
To face the crowd alone.
I'm falling. I'm falling fast.
I'm falling face first;
To the hard open ground.
My memories are all I have now.
Some are happy. Some are sad.
Some will fade with time.
Some will stay forever-more.
I'm still falling.
I'm falling so fast.
I'm falling from grace.
I'm falling off the stage.
Having to face these;
TREACHEROUS TREACHEROUS DREAMS.
