I hear the echo sound through my chest
A hollow flat sound that flows out into the night
Once it was a mighty beat, life flowing through it
But now the music has been muted
All that remains is this soft subtle echo
The scars build up, covering and constricting
Slowly they've choked the life out of my heart
But I'm helpless to stop it, I can only wait
A video slowly being recorded of my hardening heart
A low hollow thump echoing through my chest
I close my eyes, and try so hard to hear
Can there be anything left to come back to life?
My chest feels so hollow, my eyes see only shadows
But I refuse to let this be the end of it
Even with a dead heart I can move through this world
I slowly move among the shadows, my new home
Looking at the mockery the world has made of love
Feeling the scars build one after another
Feeling my heart harden, little by little
Knowing soon that it will be completely dead
So I'll swallow another pill to numb the pain
And dull the sensations and listen to the faint echos
The hollow flat sounds that flow through the night
My music, dead or alive, its what I have to give
So, I'll let the soft echoes drift out from the shadows
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