The Night Talks • Vents

im sorry

the night continues his whispers
its hard to block out such a loud mumble
how can something so silent
be so loud

my scars scream
my blood pushes
my fingers tingle
my blade laughs

its been too long
months have let the wounds seal
rose red ghosts
pinkish memories

i just want your warmth again
oh sun please hold me again
the night is chaining me up
this cage is near impenetrable

oh dear sun
im sorry my logic
is an non-labeled retardation
oh dear sun

gray is all i see
it was once so lovely
but you gave me blues and hues unknown
i wasnt colorblind

now the monochrome is back
the night laughs at my pain
its my fault i know
but i wish to turn the time around

im sorry
so sorry
that i failed you
i failed everyone

every single star
and all the fluffy clouds
all the asteroids
and every constellation

im sorry
my sun
im sorry
the sun