Washed up on the shore
should I be thankful

you told me I made it
into heaven

Where I can't speak
I can't sleep
I'm not myself

The angels hidden

My shadow was taken

And now all the demons I prayed to
are coming

I made it
this is heaven

Pure loneliness

No opinions

Silence

I can't hear the waves
the feeling of water is gone

I can see the wind
clouding my vision

I made it

demons in my head
come and save me

This is heaven