a rope that tightens as I walk;
an audience that ardently awaits my fall
in a mausoleum of flawed thoughts.

a building so run down;
a building of damaged dreams,
with nothing more to see.
once full, now too old for memory
it falls finally,
so tired of everything.

this coveted feeling,
just take me completely -
to it i’ll surrender everything;
just take my feeling, swallow my reality
until life leaves this damaged property.

eyes that don’t seem to see,
hair that no longer bothers me
and i’m finding it a little harder to breathe.

a paranoid mind that can finally sleep,
a multitude of quiet thoughts that now scream at me
and i can hear that child’s choked plea:

“i can’t breathe.”

Lower me down, as I sleep -
I’ll get there eventually
And this next time it’ll find me,
assuredly.

Tell me one more story,
One of happier days
As I smile with eyes deadened and grey.
And as I hear old voices, I know
I can’t stay, not as they beckon me
So today is the day I’ll go away.

a walk alone, a day that won’t find me;
people so far way, a life that depletes,
i’m losing everything so slowly.
i’m finding this path so steep, just want to sleep
but there’s no bed for me.

i hear that voice again, begging,
sobbing at the world i chose to see;
choking at my apathy, looking at me, pleading
but all i see are the things that won’t be.

i’m sorry;
together, we’ll go silent,
for all eternity.