I Remain Silent

The night has turned to day, yet again or so it seems.
The others in dismay to see their friend unable to break free.
Hours go by, yet time stands still, ironically.
The only thing I have is memories.

I can't go on
Into oblivion.
I refuse to believe that I am enslaved by this endless sleep, and
I will wake from this dream, if that's the void I have to leap.

My home, my graveyard, the walls of mind close in on me.
My head, my prison guard, impregnable, my scream falls on deaf ears.
Watch them come, watch them go pointlessly.
Much clearer now I'm blind, too dark to see.

I can't go on
Into oblivion.
I refuse to believe that I am enslaved by this restless sleep, and
I will wake from this dream, if that's the void I have to leap.

Floating in the darkness, enduring eerie silence like the end of time.
The night that never ends takes its toll on all the few things that remain.
Reflecting on the times gone by, I travel through the years when all was mine.
Remember me not as I am, remember me as I had been unstained
Still capable of my own breath.

Can no one hear me shout? Can't feel the limbs but feel the pain.
My mind can't last without. A bottomless pit, and all's in vain.
Not a light in my dark, only gray.
Look what you’ve done to me, don't turn away!

I can't go on
Into oblivion.
I refuse to believe that I am enslaved by this painful sleep, and
I will wake from this dream, if that's the void I have to leap.

I refuse to believe that I am engulfed by this blackened sleep, and
I would do what it takes to disconnect and set me free …