empty words

• ashes and promises share a bond
  through the winds of change
  words are blown away
  when visions that should be
  are tattooed in your mind
  the power to let go
  is sometimes hard to find
  
  the answer cannot be found
  in the writing of others
  or the words of a trained mind
  in a precious world of memories
  we finds ourselves confined
  
  claws so razor sharp
  ripping at the spirit
  
  promises a potential to hurt
  is anything real?
  when forever is to be until
  deep inside, in the world of empty words...
  no escaping from those haunting
  empty words...
  
  do you ever feel it?
  a craving that is so strong
  to by thought rewind in order to find
  
  expectations that shined through the doubt
  that soon would turn into the price
  of what a word will be worth
  when tomorrow comes
  to be and we are left
  standing on our own -
  and seeing what is real...
  
  the answer cannot be found
  in the writing of others
  or the words of a trained mind
  in a precious world of memories
  we finds ourselves confined
  
  claws so razor sharp
  ripping at the spirit
  
  promises a potential to hurt
  is anything real?
  when forever is to be until
  deep inside, in the world of empty words...
  no escaping from those haunting
  empty words...