Broken

I am only just a broken spirit
All the things unseen right before my eyes
How could I have ever been so blind
To the truth behind bitter lies?
I feel so lost and so alone in this room tonight
Is nothing ever going to change?
I've lost my will
I need somebody
To help me write out the last page

Where I ride into the sunset
I race towards the dawn
I might have been a hero
A king and not just a pawn
But that's the way that the story goes you know
"It's not that way for me"
And I wake up cold and lonely
And stare into the screen...

Shadow Gallery

I was weak. Now I'm paying for it in full. Oh, your benevolence is all self serving in the end. That's the way that the story goes. It's not that way for me
When did these dreams and hopes die?