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
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 6:05 AM UTC
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
Title from Brandon Sanderson's Immortal Words
