
The shadow of these bars on the windows
make me think
So much of my life was a mistake.
So many times thriving on the pain.
So many times it was all insane.
These shadows taunt me.
Just like the lights slipping by on that
Street on the other side of the gate.
My life was such a mistake.
Too many times I watched it all turn to ashes.
Too many times my brain went insane.
So many shadows burned into faded
Memories
Now the shadow of bars on these
Window panes
Bring me a colder kind of pain. | PT
