Faded Youth

Feel the years cut like stone through every promise made, every memory.

And I’ll find a way to laugh as we look back to those days
And what we thought we knew.
Through the static of the past we’ll squint our eyes and say
“I can see it all fading away.
Fading away.”

It comes to me now as a silhouette.
I’ll spend the rest of my life in the shadow of yesterdays.
In the best of intentions, failure has found its home.

It’s as if I’ve lost my will to grow, finding comfort in stagnant dreams.
Stare into the eyes of the ones I love and find people I’ll never know.

“The weight of the world is love under the burden of solitude, under the burden of dissatisfaction.”

This new progression seems more like a dead end,
Like a dead end to me.