It’s burning deep inside,
Like a bullet.
The million things I hide,
Just won’t fit.
I’ve tried my hardest now,
There’s no room,
I’ll have to throw it all out,
And make do.
I’ll miss the memories,
But they’ve no time for me.
It’s just easier this way,
I’m empty.
Dreams will have to wait,
Then we’ll see.
Hopes – broken and cold,
But tranquil.
The silence shimmers gold,
The void spills…
Into the over flow,
Tumbles every stone…
The weight’s off of my mind,
It was such a waste of time…
