I wrote this for a doom metal song.
It's very personal, mind you
Requiem for a Lost Cause
Every morning at daybreak,
as Sol's light stirs me from my slumber
I am torn between satisfaction, and the right choice
All I ever do is to close my eyes
to pretend being something I am not
And to think I made an oath
Not to be like this
I feel that I failed myself
Coiling in a spiral of disillusion
through which I chase far away dreams
Empty shell of what coul be
It is mocking me
While I rob myself of options
I am mad with discontent
Frail as you are
Turning to you regained my veiled stability
Assumed all but lost
For I long to your embrace,
the strength you gave,
your beauty
Alas, I lost you to your doubts
And thus hope for better days
came crashing down
Leaving me to my old ways again