All We Are is Memories

"Shattered By Broken Dreams"

I see you fading away from us.

I'll miss you very much.

Room with empty bottles, broken dreams,

and pride still running high, always on your side.

But I wanted more for you.

You can't go on this way.

And now I see it all fall through.

We pray for better days.

Stuck alone and scared.

Throw your life away

and now choking on your pride

may be the only way.

I don't want to see you like this.

We all tried to save you but missed.

I still feel the hope on your road.

Now come back to us like the days of the old.

I still feel you there, trying to get on top.

You'll always have my support, in my heart.

People you've hurt.

Friends that you've lied to.

But we understand, and that's not (you) can see the end of the road,

I can see it too, for you, I'm scared, if I lose you, I'm not prepared.

This time, if you die.

I watch you, right before my eyes.

Just trust me, and listen.

You have no self control.

This will take your life.

Overdose and then indulge until you die.

Pondering, we all ask the question why.

Broken home, and then abandoned by your dad.

And we are left the only family that you've ever had.

I wanted more for you.

You can't go on this way.

And now I see it all fall through.

We pray for better days.

Stuck alone and scared.

Throw your life away

and now choking on your pride

may be the only way.

Help you see it through.

Fight this me and you.

Reaching deep inside.

Problems not just you is what we find.

Our friendship makes it mine.

What happened to you? What happened to the boy that I fell in love with? I still love you, you know. Never stopped. Hid it for years after… you know, but it was still there. Even as a shell of a man – a pathetic, weak, conceited, empty reminder of the person you used to be – I love you.

Why is that? Why can’t I stop and just give you up? I’ve moved on. I’ve spent years moving on and I think I’ve done fairly well, if I do say so myself. But here I am, pulled right back and into the life of chaos that I never wanted for myself. We never would have worked. Even if you hadn’t… you know.

Sure, opposites attract. I think that’s quite clear by now. But when two people live in two different worlds there’s no middle ground for them to meet in. One has to go to the other – and neither of us would have been happy doing that. You wouldn’t be satisfied in my world; I wouldn’t survive in yours.

Oh east is east and west is west and never the twain shall meet.

But that’s ok. Like I said – I’ve moved on. You have too. Time and time and time again, apparently. I wanted better than this for you, though. No… I think I wanted you to have exactly this. This all was what you wanted, right? The fame, the money, the music. It was what you lived for. Not me. Never me. That’s a lesson that I took too much time in learning. But I still wanted you to have it. Even at the sacrifice of us. And look – you do. So why this? Why did this have to be part of it? Is it something that I just don’t have the mental capacity of understanding? I don’t think I will… ever. No matter how many times people try to explain it to me, I still won’t get it.

Why would you do this to yourself? You’re too good of a person for this. Too smart, too kind, too passionate and compassionate… and this, this crap has destroyed that all. It’s taken everything good from you. For no reason at all.

I hate it. I hate you. I hate them all for letting this happen to you. I hate me because maybe, just maybe, if I had stuck around and we worked things out I would have been able to prevent this.

But we’ll never know… will we?