The thoughts I've kept confined inside
Tearing at the walls of my mind
Like old wilting wallpaper on rotting wood
Thoughts infested with termites
Slowly eating away my strength
Until I'm hollow and collapse with but a breeze
And I'll crumble to dust
My thoughts free at last
May my hesitations mark my headstone
Yet my regrets reside with me
Bury me with my lies
Pack them tight so my truths won't slip like loose soil
And I'll paint my secrets across my eyelids
Forever to ponder on the possibilities
I was too afraid to persue
Now to haunt my head
And disturb my eternal
Rest
