Roads I walk turn in fear
Crows fly far from near
The only way for me to say
There is something in my way
Lingering thoughts I push down deep
Happy words I can not keep
Memories stand before my sleep
And actions that make me weep
Looks of pity sent my way
Things of hate forced astray
A facade set strong in place
Only to crumble below the waist
Tears that could drown a lake
Emotions ready to slowly break
Stored inside with lock and key
Quietly splinters humanity
I speak a vinyl of forgotten words
Unused, cracked and slowly blurred
There is no way for me to say
There is something in my way
And it's pulling me astray.
