Monday, March 7, 2011

Nocturnal Voice


There is a light that appears just after the dark
I open the lock to the dead mans knock
I am silent! I become still!
Shadow whispers behind the sill

The room filled with an empty bed
Silent whimpers leak from my head
Time was tied and so were the smiles
So that we could just talk for a while

Strange it seemed… stranger by every minute
As I tried dragging you into my dreams
But I couldn’t do much
You stared right through me

In my secret lair, where none can spy
I tried holding you, to make you mine
Perfect tantrums and rage displayed
Veiled in darkness embracing the failed

I drank from the cups of Hope
to quench the thirst of my unknown