the fire has drained from our eyes
the day haunts in the night
edge of mind on the edge of time
spiralling way out of line
sleep for twelve hours, and never wake up
awake in all hours and never quite sleep
it’s the dreams that invade
from the days that enslave
all stealing away from just being
the sun burns all day, beautiful fire
it can’t see itself, though all may admire
deep and dark in a hole
running away with nowhere to go
creating illusions reflecting the toil and
destruction of that from which it recoils
into the hole, burning our souls
a layer of all we just can’t not see
so prevelant there, it burns to run free
claws stuck in the back
no turning back
deadlines with blood dripping down
drown without making a sound
communication screams at the mind
ears numb to vibrations that hum in the night
this deep dark hole, how it wakes in a fright.
it’s all around, going straight down
the attachement that binds all stuck here
the enslavment that begs destroy its own fear
we’ve nothing to tell the sun as we run
off to leave his sparkling show
no justification
conditioned so low
we leave life to burn in the night
soul fire tearing through layers of mind
breaking it down, driving a frown
draining the fire from our eyes.