Can It Be? Poem by The Drunk Tiger

In their eyes like a distant memory,
with words of love that were to be,
and the same of many that were told to me.
It's haunting me like a ghost in an abandoned building,
and only echos of my nothing continue to be lingering.
Now ready to knock down these walls of darkness I'm holding,
and begin to rebuild a new sanctuary with a love that will not stop loving.
All this I've seen, in just a dream that will set me free.