Fading to Black...
The mountains of a pale, dark gray
Loom just above the horizon, far away... taunting me?
I rip them up quickly
Tear them in half
Like so many before. Then I wonder how it happened.
I'm a monster, you know
A time bomb, a weapon
A 'thing.' No one wants to be an object.
So I pretend I'm not. I'm trying to get out
Sending signals- their receiver is broken;
I'll keep trying. That's all there's left to do.
Or worse, I can sit in silence
With a fake smile an a blank heart.
Or rather the hole that was left there
When it was ripped out by the roots
and it hurt so much that I forgot to bleed...
I'm screaming, can't anyone hear me?
I can't drop my facade.
I'm in over my head and I can't breathe...
Oh look, it's fading to black...