Staved From Silence

STAVED FROM SILENCE

Saline, pumped full of vitamins
Strength for the weakened, fallen
Drip, drop, drab surroundings
Make you count up inevitables

So silence take me
So silence take me
So words break me
So silence take me

Healing, when death is near
Pills, shocks, you choose?
Perhaps not, forced upon you
Can you really count upon inevitables?

So silence grant me
Some peace I beg thee
My mouth is drying
So silence take me

We hand in hand in hand
Around the sides to protect
God, where are you now
We shall move into place

The dark, the saline
The deep depths of now nothing
If you want to stay
Why make them do too?

(Written on the 29th June 2009)

(c) Shane Simmons 2009