You think you're the wounded one,
But trust me,
She's laying broken and crying too,
Even though,
She should be the one asleep at night.

Try, try, try again,
Try as hard as you can,
But eventually,
It is just too much,

You have just got to,
Let go of it all,
So that you,
Can breathe again.

I do not function well within the confines of society
Life frequently comes to a standstill
Where in a short period
I cut loose
Cut away everything
Because the emotions that I bleed
When I release myself from all these binds
They purge, cathartic, hurt
The act of violently giving up
Knowing you're kicking in your own doors
Destroying your own windows
Shooting your own two feet so you no longer stand
And on your knees among the pieces
Is where you come apart
With nothing left to live for
Only unsaid words bleeding from the heart

So you write them out
You write out all that swirls around inside your plagued mind
And the broken pieces that cut like glass
Carve inside their meanings
Hollowed out inside your hollow bones
So that the wind might pick you up
And you may be set adrift
Becoming that haunting voice carried on a breeze
Murmurs of a past life trying to be forgotten
And as you meander along
All the landscapes where you never belonged
You thin out bit by bit with each moment gone
The weight falling out until what remains
Is but the skeleton of a whisper
That to those with ears to hear
Becomes the shadow of unrest

They'll find themselves clutching those they love
As inside enters a mouth of fear
Where they feel the desert of the loneliness
Breathing its years of solitude down their neck
Voices of a quiet death
With a foreign memory reminding
Darkness always falls
And inside they wait
Until one day they too
Will hear its haunting call
And they will let go of love
They will let go of it all
To join the chorus of a quiet breeze
That travels around the world
Whispering the words
That their hearts will bleed

When the darkness calls
Go back to cryptic
Messages in spilled ink and brittle crumbling words
That appear before eyes, fleeting, unstable and careening right off the pages
Just like the minds we own while we try to disown them
As we distance ourselves from ourselves and the love of others
Our hearts stalling, we stop in our tracks as life keeps moving
It passes by, leaving trails like shadows creeping up from behind
A gift unkind, toothless grinning fate on a mirthless night

I spent a lazy afternoon
  *just lazing in the sun
    no worries about anything
     not even anyone

          I even played a lazy song
            I played beneath the sun
              the melody flowed carelessly
               in front of everyone

               but now I'm waning
                    with the sun
                         so now, I think
                              my day
                                   *is done