Sunday, May 20, 2007

Tomb

Sleep calls me now
                        but I hold him at bay
                        so my wicked tongue won't speak
                        Another crime fought
                        and for this token betrayed
                        by true feelings locked too deep
                        As swift as morning
                        turns to night
                        so does my heart and mind
                        Commence to toss
                        and finally to turn
                        this massacre out of my sight
                        Love's tears don't weep
                        for invisible want
                        Hope leaves upon my fear
                        My fingers mold well
                        to the trigger of your gun
                        when it silences my bloody tears
                        Words now deaf and lost
                        my body cries cold
                        despite life within a womb
                        And sleep calls me now
                        to walk past the smoke
                        into an endless waiting room

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