Schizophrenic

I sit in the silence of this place
A look of emptiness covers my face
I feel a lack of enjoyment as time drags by
My hands start to shake as I begin to cry
The tears that never fell, the salt I didn't taste
All this, and for what, it's all a waste.
Drifting in and out, through the years of your life
Always wondering if you were right
I hear the words I never got to say
Over and over, through each passing day
And now I see you only in the shadows
You, the silouette of a time which know one fathems
Were the dreams that shattered, and the love I never had
The false memories of a life gone bad
Taken by your foolish games
Then left to die in your burning flames