It’s always on a silent night, alone with my mind, alone with my thoughts, a swell in my eyes, uncontrollable twitches in my sighs. It’s a dark time, there’s no light, I’m at a war trying to decide who’s right. My heart or my mind?

Who’s gonna stop me from drowning in my tears, who’s gonna stop me from being devoured by my fears? My broken heart still wishes she was here, nothing else has ever been so clear. But the pain continues to spread over the years, like a drop of poison in the sound of my prayers.

I’m screaming to be heard, but the willingly deaf will never hear my words. There is a dark veil shadowing the world. Ignorance. The devil on my shoulder, like an eagle perched, there is no water that could ever quench my thirst. My inspiration runs dry as my soul loses it’s worth. God, it hurts. Cursing the day of my birth, with every breath that passes, it seems I myself am cursed.

I will never be able to tame this pain, it’s lose and wild and spontaneous like a Carolina flame.  Nothing shall extinguish it’s heat, not the mightiest of downpours or infinite rains, not the end of days, not the sun’s eclipse, not even if the entire ocean was poured upon it’s place. This pain shall never end. There is no healing for a heart that will never mend. I mean I could pretend, a fake smile fools everyone except myself.