Silence

This blurring, echoing silence keeps
ringing in my head.
No matter if I'm working
or lying in the bed.
My eyes keep flooding
a purifying flow.
Can you hear the raging flood as
it washes away love.
Help, I think I'm drowning
in memories of my past.
From now back to my childhood seems like there's
nothing I wanted ever really last.
Oh the things that haunt us and
the things that set us free.
Wait, if I release that what I have, what I need
will find it's way to me.
SSssshh!! Listen, I hear a stampede of
hope, passion and fear,
that love will bring me tomorrow.
This could
get loud!