Lightning strikes surround me

Keep the shadows from my eyes

I fear this melancholy twilight that your outline left behind

Thunder whisper out and stir this solitary night

I hear this suffocating quiet all the time

I hate the silence

Left alone to my own devices

Distracted in thought

I’d rather face the wrath of the storm than feel the aftermath that it brought

I see the silhouettes of your face in crisis like specters of rain

Whose spirits disappear in somber tones of gray

Left me here to wander through the shade

I swear the overcast is worse than the dark

I let these strangers try and tell me I don't know who you are

Lightning strikes surround me

Keep the shadows from my eyes

I fear this melancholy twilight that your outline left behind

Thunder whisper out and stir this solitary night

I hear this suffocating quiet all the time

I hate the silence

Ashes descending from skeletal trees that remain

I’d rather cede to the flames

Than cling to the branches that reached to the heavens in vain

Desperately pleading for rain

I hung the mosaic that keeps me awake still, every tessera’s shameful

I took a pill but I live with the pain still

I bet you think that I’m grateful

Delusional and unsolicited lies

Darkening the obsidian sky

At least the horizon was glistening under the storm light

Lightning strikes surround me

Keep the shadows from my eyes

I fear this melancholy twilight that your outline left behind

Thunder whisper out and stir this solitary night

I hear this suffocating quiet all the time

I hate the silence

I can't escape

I feel the emptiness in waves

Slowly eroding every surface to gray

My head remains worn and sedated in decay

I miss the turbulent rains (lightning strikes)

I miss your terrifying beautiful lights (thunder cry)

I hate the silence that your voice left behind

What a beautiful night to take in the scenery