The decaying cesspit of self pity
Has now frozen for all time
And this mouldy, self absorbed illness
I now claim for being mine
The haunting screams of death close by
And knocking on my door
Now all my dreams and fantasies
Are shattered on the floor
I can’t break free of these
Shadows haunting me
Why can’t you let me be
I need silence in myself now
I can’t go on like this
Just fall to my abyss
The hollow you’re haunting me from now
I hear your whispers in my head
Telling me to come and play
I cannot deny the whims of the dead
Although I’d rather stay
Your shadows scream to cease this life
Thus, holding my last breath
Though my soul but longed to fly
I am now one with death
I can’t break free of these
Shadows haunting me
Why can’t you let me be
I need silence in myself now
I can’t go on like this
Just fall to my abyss
The hollow you’re haunting me from now
Fall into the pattern of always seeing patterns
In the way things fit together like the shadows in the rain
Walk along the corridors
The long -abandoned corridors
The dusty, mildewed corridors and hallways in my brain
I can’t quiet
I can’t sleep
I can’t focus
I can’t dream
I can’t wander
I can’t be
I can’t surface
I can’t breathe
Silent whispers , degradation
Soulless listeners, segregation
Fallen shadows behind me
From my dreams come to find me
I can’t break free of these
Shadows haunting me
Why can’t you let me be
I need silence in myself now
I can’t go on like this
Just fall to my abyss
The hollow you’re haunting me from now