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It's 3AM And I am laying wide-awake And I can't sleep for the noise inside my head The world vibrating With a cruel cacophony Flooded with the thoughts my mind has bled The restless furor Of a thousand racing thoughts Swarms around me like a vulture circles prey In the darkness No one else can hear a sound But I am deafened by this ceaseless disarray I could scream myself to sleep If it would shatter the illusion But I can't give in to this It's the noise that makes me human Waking life Like a movie on a screen Running backwards as the film starts to unthread A wall of violence Bounding forward through the peace With no regard for what might lie ahead An infestation Of arbitrary thought Washes over me in paralyzing waves My defenses Battered by the driving storm Isolated – waiting to be saved I could scream myself to sleep If it would shatter the illusion But I can't give in to this It's the noise that makes me human It's much too late And I am slowly losing ground A prisoner to the noise inside my head Disconnected I am trapped within myself Held captive by a tide that never ebbs I could scream myself to sleep If it would shatter the illusion But I can't give in to this It's the noise that makes me human