As darkness falls
The fear rises
From tombs of stones
Carved from the anger
Where you’ve been put
None the less
It’s well deserved
Yet a doubtful smirk
Praying for survival
Sins emerged of broken words
Of how it once was meaningful told
Tales and myths
Shall travel further
Upon earth’s core
Where it no longer matters
As darkness rises
The fear falls
Into tombs of stones
Carved from the anger
Where you’ve been laid
Into earth’s core
Where you no longer matter

Sometimes we hurt in silence

Because we think that’s all we have

It’s a secret place

That only one can hack  

Where no one sees your shame

And everything seems safe

Such a silent enemy

Relentlessly awaiting in place

Things aren’t always said nor done in purpose ways

Some peculiar feelings just can’t be kept held

As tears begin to shed

Hoping someone could only understand

But silence is just there

In every step of the way

Withdrawing all positives

Pushing people away

As silence pursues at its best

But doesn’t account for the rest

When there’s people that care

And keep you standing straight

Of how they hold some faith

As you let it linger in vain

Sometimes we hurt in silence

Because we think that’s all we have

But we are our own enemy

That’s simply a way of life

Without question I chose for you

Without answers I thought I knew

For so I've joined a lie within

A signature that holds no ink

Games that have no winners treat

All just a race for who ends sick

A lullaby of crying winds

And flying sorrows crossed in-between

Performing like spears that sink

Deeper than touch ever will

Taking more than just one hit

Crawling into the arms of my enemy

Warmth that cures and soothes thy wounds

Like a shelter safely held onto

To where he won't have an escape

Becoming the hunter not the pray

Unsatisfied hunger vanishing away

Easily gone like it was yesterday

No more to ask

Expectations fled by

As I had chosen thinking I knew

Believed a lie I fed and grew

Deluding my heart sickening the mind

Where I could hear my eyes tear out

To a point where it shouldn’t matter

I shall let go of this disaster

Nothing seems more challenging

Than to speak of the truth

But sometimes no matter how hard

Things might break through

There’s paths that may never be crossed

For those who choose not to go on

Paths that shall never be seen

By those who cherish their lies

Moments of wisdom are carried in silence

Seldom moments of love acted upon

Worshiping circumstances of shame

Breaking forcefully ones inner faith

None the less one can still feel

Constant bearing of what now is real

Presuming others actions

Regretting owns petitions

None the less we witness paths of pain

Becoming a chain reviving bygones of hate

Repeating stories, stories that last

Challenging the truth

Remember no matter how hard

Things might just break through