• Darkness it surrounds us as we cling to the lamp light of the past
    We try to grasp to memories we hold dear
    The ones we love, the ones we hate all in the lamp light of the past
    We try and try to cling to our little light as the world tells us it was not meant to be
    We fight and stand as the light slowly fades
    Until...
    Everything is gone...
    Our light is gone our will is gone
    Our memories are gone...
    With the lamp light of the past
    By: Sean P.