The Stars Are Mute

THE STARS ARE MUTE TONIGHT THEY ARE BRIGHT BUT THEY SPEAK NO WORDS THEY TELL A STORY OF NO SOUND EMPTY-HEADED I RAISE MY HEAD UP THE SKIES TO HEAR THE WORDS FROM THE GODS BUT I COME NOT WITH A SINGLE WORD I HAVE NOTHING TO WRITE ABOUT EVENTHOUGH I HAVE A PEN AND PAPER BEFORE ME I HAVE NO WORDS TO WRITE EVENTHOUGH ALL I SEE IN THE SKIES IS A SEA FULL OF BRIGHT STARS MY MIND IS STUCK IN THE MUD OF PAST THOUGHTS MY TRUST FOR THE FUTURE FADES OFF FOR I HAVE NO WORDS TO WRITE ABOUT TOMORROW SORROW IS WHAT SWIMS AND DRIFTS IN MY HEAD HURT IS LIKE A RAT IN MY MIND IT SLOWLY EATS AWAY EVERY PIECE OF ME BUT I RUN NOT FOR HATE BECAUSE I RATE NOT A FACE ONLY LOVE WILL HEAL MY BROKEN HEART FOR IT RUNS THROUGH MY VEINS EVERYDAY TO MY BRAIN