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