when you hear a flick in the walls
the heater is coming on
and you have seven minutes to fall asleep
or youll have to wait for the flick again
outside the sticky black that coats
everything shifts to a cool gray
as the sun tries to rise but is suffocated
by thick wool clouds
there is a frightening frightening chill
in the air that steals everything from your body
as soon as you step outside, which
you will have to step outside
and not a word will be said by you or anyone real or anything that matters
before you are crushed to death
by industrial walls.
dark silver sky,
take this dull aching from my chest
and rip it out
to let my blood meet with the dew on the grass
Rip out my veins
Make me feel sharp agony
Make me alive
Make the dull metal hum drone forever
Because i cant take the silence