From: DreamEater [email protected]
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 stroll
there is no relief
The bleeding night surrounds you like a darkened veil
The echoes wake my sleeping thoughts
The distant voice… it cires again
I realise it is 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 Oblivion…