Evergreen falls in the forest
No, it won't make a sound...

Tick
Tock...

The way that it moves
The ceiling I mean...

The look in your eyes as they reflected the moon
A silver plate in the sky that we lay under...

I'll never forgive you for waking me up
Out of this coma, keeping me from...

There's a gun pressed to my temple
So old it doesn't work...

Now the pen's on paper
What words will burn out now...

Did you expect it all to stop
Did you expect me to refrain...

Heart breaks like glass
But feels cold as stone...

Something about you
I just can't forget...

Day.
A soft, sun warmed sand...

Dear reader, this is my poem
So I do what I want...