There was a silence. A deafening ring in my ears.
I wished for peace in my heart; a scream that does not speak.
I am reaching for a light of hope within me.
Where I chase the tears away
I am trapped in a world that leaves me breathless.
I see the outside world catching my eye.
I touch my soft cheek
As a smile slowly paints across my face
I am not feeling it,
Who is the painter…
I don’t have a brush.
Where is the writer
Her pen is out of ink
I am trapped in a room that suffocates.
Where I can chase the feelings away
Embrace the angel’s wings
And whisper her sorrow,
Hold me tight, tonight.
Chase the fear away,
Hold me under my
Bleeding sky,
As everything goes wrong
Take me away from life
And
Listen
To my
Painful
Song.
Chase the good away, chase the good away
The wall collapsed at my feet
I must not let the world hurt me
Chase all of the worried eyes
Away
From my bleeding sky.
Huddle under my blanket
Where
The darkness won’t hurt
And
My dreams can’t touch.
Take me away
From
My bloody heart
That hurts
So
Much.

If the silence
Chased the voice
Out of my
Heart
Where did it write the pain?
Where is the pen when
The song
Needs
To be
Rewritten?
Chase the good away,
Maybe it is already gone.
Chase the tears away,
The sky is bleeding
I will dry my eyes.
I don’t have feelings.
No one can watch
Me
Suffer.
I am hidden away
From
The world.
Where my angel can comfort
Me
under her
Wings
She will hold me.
I am safe from
Life
No one can hurt
Me.

I chased the unwritten away
Now the writer has nothing to
Say.
No heart to listen to.
And the painter
Can’t reach me.
The light of hope
Has turned
To dark.
My bleeding sky
Is an ocean
Above;
Crimson, dried
Of hope.

I chased the happiness away,
What I long for.
I watched it go.
I
hope
it doesn’t
Go
Too
Far.
 
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