Overcast

These are the ashes of time

No phoenix in sight

No train of thought to catch

At the empty station, relic of the past

Insipid, worthless, vacuous, monotonous

A map of pitilessness

Guiding into heartlessness

No inner compass to orient

No beginning without an end

Black hole life? Oblivion?

I must leave behind

No home for me

Here in this darkened wasteland time

So monochrome

No home for me

When all I see is black and white

Moving forward means leaving behind

This map of pitilessness

A route into deadheartedness

Ruins

They capture splinters of my past, my shattered days

A lifetime made of debris, ember and of dust

I tramp, I stray, I roam

No home for me

Here in this darkened wasteland time

So monochrome

No home for me

When all I see is black and white

Moving forward means leaving behind

Shadows starving

Lurking for new lights to kill

No way to navigate through this dreariness

No ray to illuminate a path towards the end

No past to realize, all covered in ashes

Leave behind the only chance to move on from here

Leave behind

Change of mind

Leave behind

Change of mind

No home for me

Here in this darkened wasteland time

So monochrome

No home for me

When all I see is black and white

Moving forward means leaving behind