13 August 2005

claustrophobia

Running through this maze I keep hiding in
From fiends never faced
I lost my sense.
I'm getting claustrophobic in my skin;
I'm enclosed, encased
In choking silence.

A crack runnin' right through my heart
Would come as a surprise
And you could never tell
I'm crumbling to pieces, breaking apart;
Right in front your eyes
I'm walking through hell.

Trying to make the best of the state I'm in
My phobia can't surface,
Break out in violence.
I wrap myself in you as my second skin
I'm cuddled, embraced
In layers of silence.

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