[THiNK]

Like the addicts who are missing their fix,
like the parents who are missing their kids,
like a woman who’s missing her man,
like the prisoner who’s missing the sun,
like an inmate who’s missing his sanity,
like a dying-man who’s missing his vanity,
like the dawn which misses the moon,
like a heart that stopped beating too soon,
like the clouds which miss their raindrops,
like emotions bred by the gallows post,
like the flowers which miss the rain,
like the dead who are missing the pain.

Like the blind who are missing the light,
like the champions who can’t win one fight,
like the crippled who are missing their walks,
like the keys which are missing their locks,
like the shy who envy the brave,
like the happy who enrage the sad,
like the lonely who are missing the world,
like the rejected who yearn for a nod.

As words miss their initial meaning
and they sound nowadays so stark,
words are the only means left,
to use until you come back.

With tears in my eyes I search for the words that sound true,
but nothing will sound more honest than the common “I love you”.

You said you’d come by ten,
and then,
you hanged up.

It’s almost four,
and still I drink,
alone.

I stare at the chair next to me,
and see,
you are still not there.
I drink again
and again
I stare.

I think of the things that you liked me to do,
I sing a song,
To you.
I sing in silence,
no one listens,
(but a few)
not you.

Someone taps over my shoulder,
“Time to go,
We now close.”
I step out in the light,
almost day,
it draws.

You said you’d come by ten,
I needed you,
then.
I step over myself,
urban violence.
Silence.

I needed to talk and I asked you to listen,
you neglected the call…
So cold.
I was in such pain and so confused,
Could take no more,
No more.

I sang a song to you, but you did not listen,
You will not know,
The refrain.
My funeral’s song you won’t hear either,
you will be absent,
Again.

Darkness and sadness, loneliness, madness,
Arising dark, dark breaking fast,
Dead moon rising.

It’s starting to rain again, a darkest terrain,
Alone, forsaken, forgotten, forlorn,
Dead moon rising.

You open your eyes, in tears your sighs,
you open your mouth to talk,
you open your soul, where darkness lies,
you open your hands to take me in,
Dead moon rising.

I’m on my own; but still you stand before me,
drowning in a pitfall of lies.
Inside your eyes, excuses and guilt,
Well everything dies.

But I miss you, I really miss you,
But everything dies,
Dead moon rising.

Pale as the dead, soon one of them,
Still guilt in your eyes,
Love, respect, trust, life too, so and you,
Well everything dies.

Dead moon rising.

Red juices flow down your palms,
Well everything dies,
It all succumbs,
In a game of mischief, an endless enigma,
A race of riddles and lies,
Well everything dies.

It’s killing you, you killing me,
I’m clinging on to my sanity,
All I need is a short term remedy,
Come please,
Please come save me from this terrible reality.

Memories flow back to me,
But still all I see,
I draw our paths so differently,
Your lies in my eyes, well everything dies,
Love, respect, trust, life too, so do you…
Dead moon rising.