March 28, 2006

Noise...

The deafening silence is a dagger
Loneliness is a flowing river
In the depths, my wounds bleed
When it's the last thing i need



Memories rush and gently squeeze
What's left of emotions i freeze
Healing is an out there mystery
A double bladed incision of agony



My mind needs to be tied
Even to superficial lies
Because i miss you
All that concern, i owe you



That i feel you never felt
Because all i thought of was myself
Have i given you enough joy?
God, let there be noise...

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