Sinisthra

Maybe Tomorrow

Sinisthra


Lovely solitude please 
hold me by the throat 
and whisper in my ear 
how everything goes wrong 
til I feel the cracks begin to show 
til I feel there's nowhere left to go now. 

I learned to crawl today 
so don't ask me to run 
I turned to stone too late 
to keep me from harm 
I promised not to wait 
but seems I clearly lied 
I won't be alright today, 
maybe tomorrow? 

Sow the seed of doubt 
on overfertile ground 
seal the doors with bricks 
and paint the windows black 
and I feel it welling up inside 
and I feel it searching for a way out.