A crease in life, a gap to leap
A moments time to weep
A settling storm, a wound I’ll keep
A murder through deep sleep

Weak signal, fluttering transmission,
Voices they decay
Words like ripped up paper
Things I’d never say
Ringing in my ears today,
Stinging open wounds this way,
Led myself astray

Nothing will last, declining fast, asail without a mast
That perfect storm all settled now
Floating on oceans of fears,
In a boat without a stern or bow,
Instead, I’m flooded by my own tears

Horrifying, recurring day
Tonight’s night, tomorrow’s bane
Make me go away

My bones they break, my body shakes
The impact came too late
I lept the crease, it’s time to cease
I’m glass that shattered, a broken piece
Tears stain the ripped up paper now, the liquid begins to seep -
Through the words I chose to never speak I began to weep
The moment’s gone, a wound I’ll keep
A murder through deep sleep