Ghosts

Shadows dance, in memories long old Childhood dreams shattered on the floor Whispers echo of a broken trust, untold Innocence lost, behind the painted door Searching for relief from this endless blight As the dusk consumes the white O Lord Lost innocence, and a broken past A remembrance stained, can't wash it clean In the wreckage of a childhood that didn't last Haunted by ghosts of what was kept unseen Paper planes and shattered glass A playground of broken dreams and fears Faded photographs of a shrouded past And the echoes of laughter drowned out by tears Searching for relief from this endless blight As the dusk consumes the white Lost innocence, and a broken past A remembrance stained, can't wash it clean In the wreckage of a childhood that didn't last Haunted by ghosts of what was kept unseen In silence, an echo of your voice The scars remain, a testament to the crime Whisper of aberrant affections, lacking choice What to rise from the cinders, of a child's lost time Lost innocence, and a broken past A remembrance stained, can't wash it clean In the wreckage of a childhood that didn't last Haunted by ghosts of what was kept unseen Through the cracks, the ghosts come to play Broken promises, scattered on the ground Flickering as thoughts are led astray Lost in the wake of a child's sorrows drowned