Foolish fantasies keep believing that time will bring you here,
say a word
it’s all I need to hear to phase out all the fear.
Each long seconds passing takes me further underground,
into the lines you left unfilled, a violent empty sound.
You knew that endless silence would punish me more than death,
revising passages of our story helps me catch my breath.
I know you lost clear reason so all your bricks fell down,
it’s still no justification to lose me in vacant sound.
I guess I’m lost in sight somehow or else you would be home,
but that’s too easy, you’re there in time while forgetting me alone.
I hate that it’s so beautiful, I wish I wrote your curse,
a silent duty on chemical retort , bloodied torture wouldn’t be worse.
I don’t know the goal or what you hope to do, it’s hard for me to say,
it’s certain though I wont last long carrying on this way.
Your silence burns inside me as this ink bursts into flames
while I read the books so quickly to try to extinguish blame,
but still I’m left to smoulder because you’re too disgraced to care,
I suffer alone among these words as there’s no-one else there.
Will you accept responsibility when I finally finish it all?
Or refuse to acknowledge your punishment was the thing that made me fall,
you’ll stay among the shadows and live on in this façade,
our family will see the truth when the smoke does finally fade.
I am running out of chapters, though I know it will never mend
I guess it will be my turn soon we are all just a story in the end.