ight Dreams of what could be shattered and lo...

Light Dreams of what could be shattered and lost, my head held low while the sound of my own footsteps bring me closer to oblivion. Like an angel fallen from the heavenly gardens, nothing matters anymore but memories. An empty shell of a man that failed it all, nothing is what I am. Never did I dream of fame and fortune, never did I raise my voice to challenge ideas of evil minds. Smiling as my soul twists in pain, nothing true to offer but love, that once was broken. You came; with a smile dark