Please remedy my confusion,
and thrust me back to the day.
The silence of your seclusion
brings night into all you say.
Pull me down again,
and guide me into pain.
I'm counting nocturnal hours,
drowned visions in haunted sleep,
faint flickering of your powers
leaks out to show what you keep.
Pull me down again,
and guide me into..
There is failure inside,
this test I can't persist
kept back by the enigma,
no criterias demanded here.
Deadly patterns made my wreath,
prosperous in your ways.
Pale ghost in the corner
pouring a caress on your shoulder,
puzzled by shrewd innocence.
Runs a thick tide beneath,
ushered into inner graves.
Nails bleeding from the struggle:
it is the end for the weak at heart.
Always the same.
A lullaby for the ones who've lost all.
Reeling inside,
my gleaming eye in your necklace reflectsm
stare of primal regrets.
You turn your back and you walk away,
never again.
Spiralling to the ground below,
like Autumn leaves left in the wake to fade
away.
Waking up to your sound again,
and lapse into the ways of misery.