Falling Upon Deaf Ears
As I Lay Dying
the sound of silent voices surveying my thoughts
regularity defining perfection
neither sorrow nor contentment
whispering emptiness, whispering emptiness
frail words collapse
my weight only stirs the ground
how long can i hold your hand as you walk over graves
you search for tears of compassion
yet find the comfort of winter
you found the comfort
reassurance dead like the falling leaves
losing hope in your unchanging ways
all of my strength can't save you
if you are unwilling to help yourself