The Past of My Existance

What happens when you don't believe anymore

And all of life's great promises

Are locked behind closed doors?

I am afraid of looking back

When the past of my existance

Is the very thing that got me off track



I don't want to hear

All these promises

For beautiful things

And I can't stand it here

When all I is pretty people

And still hear a sharp ringing in my ear



You told me that

I would one day find the reason

The reason to love my life

Then tell me why

The stars all fade away

Right as the first light of day?



Maybe I was living nights

Driving around everywhere

Living streetlight to streetlight

I was always looking up

For a shooting star that I could wish on

But that didn't ever get me very far



Maybe I was wrong

That I was meant for death in the beginning

I hope this all turns out right

Like my lost dreams of always living

When the long days pass

I sit here wondering

When will this life change?

When will I be happy again?!



What happens when you don't believe anymore

And all of life's great promises

Are locked behind closed doors?

I am afraid of looking back

When the past of my existance

Is the very thing that got me off track

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I think this one is rather self-explanitory.  When you lose hope, you lose faith, you lose your life.  Don't let it fade...not like I did.

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