song birds

Nothing can stop me it feels like I'm falling,

   the darkest of nights the shadow is calling.

Heart in my throat and the air thickens,

   siezed by a panic my breath quickens.

My stricken chest stutters and heaves,

   I can taste the salt that the panic leaves.

I lick my lips to savor the pain,

   a lonely reminder of how I'm insane.

Perched on a branch the song birds cry,

   they do not fly are they watching me die.

One by one the waves come crashing,

   smashing the shore the waves are bashing.

Lashing at the night thats broken with madness,

   stuck in a dream so centered in sadness.

The waves have left me lovelorne and lost,

   tossed in the sauce as slippery as moss.

Fading, fading upon the mist,

   where shadows dance and somehow kiss.

This is a place I know quite well,

   lost and alone I linger and dwell.

Fading, fading the song birds cry,

   I knew they were here to watch me cry.