Aan end and a beginning

Hollow phrases, empty words
All the garbage on the floor.
My mind still racing,
Please say no more

So much time wasted,
I feel tired and old,
My best years given
All for naught

Whats is left of what we built,
The fruits of our loom,
Turned squandered and stale,
As behind us the bridges are burned

But even so the lights ahead,
They didnt dim nor vanished,
The path is vaque and long
but at the end a new beginning