Clouding our sleep...

Years discord the unbelief

Words. All you've said

Wishes worn through the seam

Scarring the ears

Caustic whispers from you

Only ourselves: left with the tears



Mindless and empty, false and absurd

In coma lies the the crowd

Their sleep disturbed

Stirring our dream

Endless days, stars at night

Fear becomes wings for your darkened flights

Your friends are here to celebrate a serpents choice

Only yourself, left with the tears



So insincere, lifeless shades of selfishness

Delicate death, accelerating taste of lead

The pointed search, in vain now has ended

Their hollow selves left with the tears