I sit in the dark as the water drops from the leaves.
A car drives by with immeasurable speed.
I sit in the dark as I hopefully plead for silence.

I sit in the dark cause the day is so loud.
The screaming, the crashing, **** all of the sounds.
I clasp at my ears and my heart starts to pound.
I plead for release from this world so profound.
I plead for just a little bit of silence.

The quiets relaxing, nothing to take in.
You no longer analyze, you no longer sin.
But the dark is the only place it's ever found.
I sit in wait patiently waiting for silence.

The ring in my ears comes so fondly and often.
The pounding of audio leaves them so softened.
Battered by music and screaming and crashing.
Rarely ever nurtured by silence.

I'm up too **** late cause I crave for release.
The day so exhausting, to tired to sleep.
I sit and I wait, but the pain, it still stings.
The ringing in my ears won't ever ******* leave.
I just want to leave, this sound ******* *****.
Maybe I'll **** the sound with the bang of a gun.
Because what else do you hear after explosions of sound.
That rupsure your ears, make a shake on the ground.
Startles you in the moment, until you've stopped and found.
The quiet that followed the explosion of sound.
And that's all I want.
Just a bit of ******* silence.