A yearning deep inside
For loneliness the need to hide
Isolation from the crowd
Keeping my head up in the clouds
Cowering in the corner
As the seconds turn to days
Becoming the shadows
Gracing my face
Breathing desolation
Stranded in the mayhem of this room
Not but a mere reflection
Barely visible in the gloom
A sense of desperation
As the minutes turn to weeks
Where silence is unbreakable
Even when I speak
The echoes of my failures
Resound inside my head
Asking for forgiveness
Begging for my help
To bring them forth to present
To take them back today
They sing, they scream, they whisper
They assure I'll be okay
A sweet, sinister lullaby
Turns hours into years
It sings to me its silent tune
The soundtrack of my fears
And as it plays the years I've known
To oblivion will fall
Nothing remains
Nothing at all
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