The soul that gave a promise

Sold out to become free

Daunted by commitment

Comfort in being free


Recurring path he travelled

Just a different face each time

The broken dreams discarded

An everlasting crime


No guidance or commitment

Just a trail of pure deceit

The only victim of this game

Are the ones who taste defeat


For his heart has no emotion

Destroyed from days gone by

Eyes that stare so vacantly

He cannot even cry


For this is routine existence

Perhaps there is no end

Yet it will take a miracle

On that he can depend


Maybe within the fire

There lives a flame of hope

Some way to break this nightmare

And rise up from the slope


Until that day’s upon us

Just be careful whom you trust

For the heart cannot beat with love

Once corroded by life’s rust