Trying to sleep in this empty turtle shell
The wind bares me no mercy
My name has long past it’s tell
The whisper of it can only hurt me
I fear the colour of death
And life’s dear light
Wishing to take my last breath
With no tunnel in sight
This mirror only lies
And it will never cease
The reflection in my eyes
Isn’t really what I see
Why can’t I be an image
A never changing look
Read only my dusty cover
And ignore the actual book
But each of you are at my trial
You’re the judge while I’m on the stand
Analyzing my tears, my smile
Pleading guilty with the charges at hand
Behind bars where the cold metal
Makes my spirit quiver
Cutting me slack in slices
That resemble a sliver
And I’ll be planning my next moves
All the while, still in jail
But keep your eyes open because
I’ll soon be out on bail

 
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