Breath

I’m drifting further than I have ever gone before All the lights have gone out that used to lead me home The city’s hum is fading like a memory torn I’m somewhere between the leaving and the unknown I haven’t slept in years, the wailing never fades Like a train wreck screaming through my hollowed frame Tracing cracks along these walls I’ve come to know Every fracture a reminder of where I’ve yet to go The dark wraps tighter every night But silence hums with hidden light... This one’s for the broken hearted The ones turned off and need restarted The lunatics The idiots The heretics and the hypocrites The ones who feel it’s all meaningless The ones still breathing I see reflections in the glass of empty rooms Footsteps echo in the quiet afternoon We bury secrets under rugs of shame And light candles just to curse the flame But through the cracks, the whispers grow A fractured choir down below... This one’s for the broken hearted The ones turned off and need restarted The lunatics The idiots The heretics and the hypocrites The ones who feel it’s all meaningless The ones still breathing So many plans undone… So many hands unheld… We planted seeds to grow… But reaped a carnival of souls… This one’s for the broken hearted The ones turned off and need restarted The lunatics The idiots The heretics and the hypocrites For those who feel it’s all meaningless The bruised and the resilient The lost and the defiant The ones still breathing The ones still breathing... The ones still breathing...