S-O-S

Sew your lips or brave to speak Keep your tried quiet and walk the creek Understand not of all you see Life is not it's own reality Leave alone your bones behind So you may too feel peace of mind Only select few will see their own Few will walk along others to steal a home So many choices yet none are right Often we all lose the battle of the night Can you feel the void in the air If you turn around nothing is there Even though you know their hiding from your view They await for you to give a a chance for them to get you Yet if you go on your own way you death is in vain is anything but true