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Oh it�s finally silent in my head Echoes have lulled themselves to sleep Alone, I can clear my thoughts Hear my thoughts And silently kill them One by one Till all are dead And buried inside some Coffin made of weights Of my guilt weighed in sin I can move about and fear no voices No whispered threats of forgotten Memories lying in wait Like a stalking tigress on the prowl To kill my first mis-step of memory I stretch into my skin once again And push the under things of her out Let her clean up her mess of What haves and could haves and Might we make amends someday? I will sit still in the stillness of me And I will think no thoughts that Do not come gently in surrender I will not engage war or war Against myself tonight All will be silent like the dead Who are busy looking for some string To untie to come to life once again Their intentions and concentrations Focused on a task so dull It dares to rival any dead thing thinking Tonight I will neither avoid me Or void me in some pathetic And frantic excuse to escape me I will sit patiently and wait For her to whimper back And I will silent her As I silence myself Back into the sleep |