Journey

Staring, I don't like what I see in the mirror
Dull strange eyes like those after liquor
Reverberating through the years in my hollow heart
I have always seen you in black after you tore me apart
Shadowy figures of what used to be
Still haunt like death that I can't see
A dimly lighted path, maybe that's what future is
Lurking like ghosts in the daylight, maybe that's what past is
Certain about something lacking
Uncertain about it's understanding
Hasn't the time passed in years? 
Of hurt and longingness, these eyes still shed tears
Perhaps amnesia hasn't always been bad for people
These dreams, those nightmares, that memory has made me tremble
I haven't found you in everything I sought
Your innocent eyes, they were solutions to my knots
Wisdom hasn't been my best pal
Goodbyes are hard but to survive they shall
Be an indispensable part of this journey
A path which might not always be sunny
I gave you up like a fish, it's gills
I moved on like a boat on the water, so still
My steps still miss the swing in them
My heart still misses a beat when
I hear about you from our old friends
I wish I could tell them about the day it had to end
Life is not fair nor is love
Maybe that's why I can still hear you from somewhere above