when silence cries...
is it what i feel?
-or is it what you really long to be?
depression grows again,
to you i pledge my guilt
deserted fields i strole
-there is no relief
the bleeding night, surrounds you like a darkened veil
-the echoes wake my sleeping thoughts
the distant voice... it cries again
-i realise it's not a dream, like a journey in solitude
ignore what i once did say
when silence cries...
the pleasant feeling of something dying (she said)
-upon the innocent it will rise once again
a tear i spill, in silence
-punish the word of wisdom that i once gave
when silence cries...
a passage of dreams
-a passage of dreams and memories
tiny little screams
-feeble yet reveiled
fading now is my oblivion
