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It's Not a Way Out...

The world is clawing at the window, If it's unlocked then you've nothing to fear, Crawl round the corner and catch your breath, Won't be long before you start to disappear, It's too late, much too late, So surrender as they sleep, Retching as you release it, And dig it in deep, Over and over, scrape it all out, Everywhere's weeping, choke back a cry, It's too strong to stand and you're slipping away, Too exhausted to care and too hopeless to try, There'll be tears tonight, There'll be more tomorrow, If only survival Could be strengthened by sorrow, Say goodbye, say goodbye, Leave this sad scarlet mess, To find out that the next world's Unbearable at best, But nothing matters, no nothing at all, Don't worry about whether it's wrong or it's right, You'll welcome the silence when you fade away, For you won't hear the screams when they turn on the light, No-one can know why and no-one can listen, Given up hinting for help falling upon futile ears, Now you'll never explain how you're feeling and so Your frustration grows as the funeral nears, Then the flowers will fall over your remains, Nailed down in a box and patched up with tape, And so, even after you've been laid to rest, You'll still be alone with no means of escape.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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