Shapes
Silent and static
There’s nothing here but the white
It scares me to close my eyes
This is not how I dreamed
It’s not how I had hoped

Let me scream
I can’t even speak
My mind is a storm
My body is a void

And all who enter now (return to white)
Must fall past this heart (there are no sides)
Bound in the flow (only direction)
That slowly bleeds ahead (and destination)
To where silence is king

Bound in the flow
To where silence is king

Pain will be no more
Touch will be no more
Fear will be no more
Love will be no more