Broken face, I don't remember you.
Soft voice in darkness, you are gone.
Too many memories made without you
Too many days have passed alone.
Hollow mind, you didn't make me,
There was a soul here before you.
Hidden paths already taken,
Dances danced in many shoes.
Mirrored wall, I was mistaken.
Choices made beyond the veil.
But it is the tale of the forsaken
That is written all too well.
One hundred names, one hundred faces,
They are so different to my mind.
They walked away to different places,
I walked alone that I could find
There is no power in denial.
There is no fear when all is done.
There is no need to hear your voice now
You are gone, yet I have won.