Quiet this quivering beat
So determined to burst out,
Shut in this dreadful feeling
Thumping inside, ready to shout
Loosen these tight muscles
Clenching in such a strong beast,
Sooth it from its temper tantrum
Spoiled, feeling it's getting the least
Quiet the beating of this heart,
It's strong enough to leave a bruise.
Strap it down; it'll just feel more pain
We know of no medicine to use
Spoon feed it sweet memories,
In the end they'll leave a bitter taste
Guide it along a gentle path,
It'll learn how impatient it is to wait
Guiding itself to slow insanity
Calling out and confining itself,
Quickly consuming in small steps
It wants more than empty wealth.
This sad beast has grown sore,
Inner strife growing too strong;
Passionate beats hitting each other
Fighting off what it knows is wrong.
Quiet this heart from its fit,
Strap it down from escaping out.
Against causing harm it's aligned,
Desire making it hard to be so devout
Beating so strong, it wants to sleep;
It can't break itself from its own beat,
Sore, it can't stop, it wants more
Caging itself, it's been bruised to the core.
Wanting to sleep like there's nothing left
It's tortured by the beats it holds so dear,
Caged inside as if by steel bars,
Its agony is too layered to come clear.
