Doesn't it call, so sweetly,
The promise of eternal sleep
of mindless silence
of distant grief
It calls and slithers in deep
Then it calls from within

When the pressure overtakes
That song plays in the back
destitute tunes
of drowsy deaths
That arrive unannounced and lack
Any fault whatsoever

Intrusive thoughts peek through broken minds
a crashed car
a step
        off
A laugh so twisted it pains afterthought
Do we live with it? With that choice
Suffering through in silence