Silent Comfort

Black ink from my reservoir pen,

twists on an uncontrolled surface.

Like a contorted vane too tired to revolve,

I compose in my head my last contentions.

The last thing I wanted to do, was to hurt any of you.

For reasons you just can't see, the pressure was getting to me.

My demons were not effortless,

a dark coil inside of me needed to be released.

It was like lacerating a butterflies wings.

I hunger for you to know I never meant to cease.

The last thing I wanted to do, was to hurt any of you.

For reasons you just can't see, the pressure was getting to me.

I recognize I don't need your absolution, and you don't need mine.

Take every segment of me including my love, compassion and voice

and transmit it to the masses.

Find solace that I am now where I need to be.

The last thing I wanted to do, was to hurt any of you.

For reasons you just can't see, the pressure was getting to me.

Silent Comfort

Black ink from my reservoir pen,
twists on an uncontrolled surface.
Like a contorted vane too tired to revolve,
I compose in my head my last contentions.

The last thing I wanted to do, was to hurt any of you.
For reasons you just can't see, the pressure was getting to me.

My demons were not effortless,
a dark coil inside of me needed to be released.
It was like lacerating a butterflies wings.
I hunger for you to know I never meant to cease.

The last thing I wanted to do, was to hurt any of you.
For reasons you just can't see, the pressure was getting to me.

I recognize I don't need your absolution, and you don't need mine.
Take every segment of me including my love, compassion and voice
and transmit it to the masses.
Find solace that I am now where I need to be.

The last thing I wanted to do, was to hurt any of you.
For reasons you just can't see, the pressure was getting to me.