Empty Glass

My life is like an empty glass

that is only half full

Full of memories that I have

buried deep within

Memories that cause pain

deep within my soul

Pain that causes this heat of mine

to pour out its sorrow

I have waisted my time

just sitting around 

Wondering why I let my life

be judged by faith

The glass glimmers it's light

in the moonlit night

Sitting on the round table in

the shadow of the night

The years flew by as

time moves on

Holding the memories of

my childhood past

Waiting for the day to come

to be fillegal to the top

Keeping the secrets I have

buried deep within