Moments, Memories And Me

Fixating on the moments in the past
Feeding on our broken friendship

I see that the moment is lost
Only shatters remain of the castle we built

Pieces of the useless mantelpiece on the wooden floor
In the place we call our home
But if we pull each other free
Kill the anger

Strange is the night as it holds
The light of a thousand stars
And when her darkness embraces your soul
Light will shine no more

As I count the steps on the staircase of my defeat
Forcing my hurt to come clean
I sleep in my own blood
And when I wake up I see that the moment is lost