Whisper

There's a place in the back of my head

Burrowed beneath the skin

May you put me to rest

I built this place in the back of my head

Where i go when I wish I was dead

Among the birds of the weeping willow

They sing me songs of the dark days past

I don't want you here anymore

Why do I still hear your voice when I close my eyes

I don't need you here anymore

Branded on the back of my eyelids

I still see the face

Of what I once was

Deep in my grave I lay

Desperately trying to escape my fate

Sew my eyes shut

I've seen enough

Whisper sweet nothings

Again and again

Lie to my face till it all makes sense

I don't want you here anymore