voice from the past

The ringing voice from the past With a choice that did not last All that's left is the gray Static left inside my brain Dirty feet, can't escape, now This is my fate, it is too late, now Lovely myth, proven wrong, but That's okay, it's far too long Ethereal space, sonically black The voice echoes across my dreams I can't grasp it, I can't think The past has passed, without me I'm still stuck here, my purgatory The cries for help, they go unseen Smiles fade with wetted cheeks While lights of purple blind me