This Day of Age

relentless removal

still suffering from the last repercussions

radiant lies from the back of my hand

quiet raindrops of sorrow

the grayest day ive ever seen

may I take every word back

now im plagued with old memories

a familiar smell, I can never smell it the right way

listening to old songs that remind me of when(of then)

how I wish things would never change

cause I changed, you changed

and now were here on the grayest day ive ever seen

I cannot awake from this bad dream

Been trying to sleep it off, but I cant sleep

If only I could sleep forever

Something changed, when or how, ill never know

Never know how it could have been

Said all the right things, but wrote

Wrote all the wrong things, wrote too much

Too much expectance of something more

Well im gone

Ive gone into the deepest depression ive ever had

It seems so surreal, so out of place

Loss of innocence, loss of knowing better

Bounds to regrets so easily, so carelessly, so helplessly

Wanting to change what I cannot

Old news weve read before

Nothing more than a failure, another mistake

Hypocritical lies, under-developed beliefs

Another substantial thesis, better left unheard

Hold your tongue in hopes of denial

Always last to escape

Another freelance escapade, ride along

for another stupid idea

Always last to learn the lesson

Always last to realize the point

Last to see the picture

Estranged memories left for exposure, wrongful introspection

Was never that far from the soul

Of a remorseful sinner

Far below from my own potential, my own mind in its right place

On my last wall, my last mask,

Nothing more to hide,

Nothing more I can hide behind.