Depths of the Past

The world can no longer be your stageForgetting everything that I had said,

When the blade met your skin once again,

Of life to be lived; purpose unmet

And I hope you wont mind my being a close step behind

When gathering hope that youve lostForgetting the remedies

Forever within your reach,

Need I remind you that fate rarely gets its way

And I hope you wont mind my being a close step behind

When gathering hope that youve lost

I will beg not to watch you bleed

Again the depths of the past youve claimed, then foretold

Have conquered youForgetting everything that I had said,

When the blade met your skin once again,

Of life to be lived; purpose unmet