Empty Thoughts

Chattering through the walls Colorless eyes peer from behind the holes Curtains close from within Keeping the whispers inside ... The snap of the tension breaks the silence And it all comes crashing down Because some things can't be kept Behind closed doors ... Some dance hand in hand Some prefer on top of the other's shoes Most never find the song to suit their soul ... Upon awakening It becomes apparent that you're shivering Despite the heat ... And the ones we call friend Discover they're our puppets in the end ... Clones in the making Pawns for the taking Just another sacrificial lamb That slipped from His hand ... Just like slabs of concrete The true strength lies beneath ... Despise the thought of them visiting your grave And laugh as they bury you alive