Afraid

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Ten past midnight,

And the silence drags on;

These words in dead air,

Nothing more than gone.

Truth and illusion,

A line known to blur;

Simpler it would be,

If I could just endure.

But doubt is a sea,

With waves prone to swell;

Truth can be far-fetched,

Far as I can tell.

A ghost in the crickets,

That hope of reply;

My spirit feels shattered,

It burned on a lie.

Pain, what a story,

Despair, right inside;

And you press through the wounds,

Where the fear, I can't hide.

You say, "Broken Dreamer,

What a fool you have been;

Now you see what you get,

When you let your heart win."

And how can I feel loved?

How can I find peace?

Questions now brewing,

I'm afraid to release.

Your lies and your truths,

So blended, obscured;

Where was the light?

In the dark I endured.

These shadows, these nightmares;

No longer what they were;

These screams, all in silence,

Like death, no return.

So, am I to go on?

Run circles each night;

While you with that voice,

You spur on the fight.

I'm a drop in the waves,

A leaf in this storm;

And the more you persuade,

The more I conform.

How can I resist?

When I'm met with silence;

Waiting, so endless,

Eats at my defiance.

My soul that once flew,

Now battered in bruises;

The pleas that I shout,

Your mind, it abuses.

I long to rewind,

I'll fight till I die;

But you're so jealous,

You'll kill me with lies.

No chance for goodbye.

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