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A place where being lost has become reality. |
| Am I just a ghost of what was and what could never be a memory at most where being lost has become reality Am I so disturbed the past is the bigger part of me my reason to preserve what lingers in my mind has imprisioned me Am I just a ghost wandering these empty halls year after year engrossed longing to hear his call Am I so demented dreaming that he too would imprisoned stay my own leaving I've prevented holding what time can not steal away Am I just a ghost of what was and what could never be a memory at most where being lost has become reality |