12 January 2013
I write for fear of silence that echoes Pounds On my ears, To illustrate Sunken fears.
I hope to heal From these Festering wounds And dry these tears.
My bones are broken My spirit a tarnished token My heart misspoken
All these years I tried With empty eyes To rise from the ground While others shoved me back down.
I sing to release my Sorrow for tomorrow And to lose To prove myself right. When the time has already passed by.
I yearn to feel Your touch On my skin All the time.
My sunset fades away My time wastes day by day My love is on the relay
If my words make sense to you Then perhaps you do Want to ease my pain That burns in my veins. Perhaps you hear my plea I cry everyday.
SOS • Opuss № I