Waters of the ocean beating up against the shore
Birds as free as dreams leaving me lifeless on the floor
Shattered, broken glass among the shadows of the ground
Voices spinning, spiraling without a single sound
Shining liquid sunsets falling slowly to the earth
Skies made out of platinum and lies of lost self-worth
Troubles drowning hearts and worries drenching hopeless minds
Piercing cries reminding us of all we've left behind
Tears made out of mirrors, windows from abandoned dreams
Sunlight made of darkness, laughter made from unheard screams
Homes built from the hatred that was once inside their souls
Forests made of suicide, from when they lost control
Midnight is the silence that we longed to hear once more
Though I fight the battles, I refuse to fight the war
Unkept silver clocks hang noiselessly upon the wall
Hear the silent footsteps of the lovely broken doll
Whispers of the roses grasp the things we'll never know
Fear the twisted, darkened memories of long ago
Words made out of bullets, glares made out of bleeding knives
Deaths made from the struggles just to keep our very lives
Wounds made from the fear of going through such tragic pain
Tears fly upwards toward the sky along with sparkling rain
I don't fear the monster hiding underneath my bed
For now I know that monster has been living in my head...
