The Day the Words Stopped

The day the words stopped, or

A song without words

It was such an ordinary kind of day

The day we ran out of words

That no one would have thought 

That it would be the day 

We could no longer speak

The day the words ran out 

It started like any other

People were born 

And people died

And most people didnt 

Bother with either 

Angeline didnt worry about Trevor 

Who finally had slept through the night

Chris called Samantha one more time

Before she went to pick up the dress

And Olivia woke with the sad emptiness

That can only come the morning

After your sixth birthday 

They and billions like them

Me

And you with me were there 

We had no idea 

That it would forever be the day 

The day our words ran out

And I had nothing left to say to you

And you had no more questions left

To ask me why I had stopped talking

What a curios day that was

The day the words ran out for us 

He sits and thinks too much

Look at him 

He sits and second guesses himself 

And her and all of it 

You felt this way before 

Yes you remember how it starts

It's been a while since you've feasted on broken hearts

At least he tells himself all of this

Because it makes him feel so tough and strong 

Or in control

But he knows the heart he always breaks first

Is his own

And they all get over it eventually 

It's not like he's really such a catch

But he never forgets a single one 

And these wounds he inflicts can never heal 

You can't stop yourself 

You keep doing this over and over again

At least he tells himself that 

Because the alternative is still too steep

That he truly could his heart keep

And not divulge his secrets so easily

Or at least not love entirely 

Half hearted love can still be hearty

But these conversations in my mind 

They are winding like an ouroborus

And the problem of being a self devourer

Is eventually all you end up with

Is a mouth full of sharp fangs 

And a venom sack with no closed sign

So I and he and we will all just shut up and sit down for a bit 

Because we are near a breakdown 

Or is it a breakthrough 

Either way something is about to give 

And we know we are a generous giver

Focus

Two spheres

Gliding through the darkness 

Towards collision

Bearing too many scars

To believe in predestination 

Concave lenses 

Slowly finding their focus 

Hoping it is near 

And not in the distant leaving 

Like two spheres 

Gliding through the darkness 

Deep

And the waters are here again 

Without warning comes the flood

And the air is gone again 

And the depths burn my lungs

This is a metaphor 

This is a way for me to speak

About the pressure again

Crushingly me so slowly

The lights have all gone out

It is so cold 

Alone here in the dark

No hand to hold

Not that I would take one

All else drowns and pride endures

It shifts towards apathy 

And a suicidal urge 

Please don't read in too deep

You wouldn't want to drown

Stay in the shallow side

Practice going round and round

Don't look too closely 

At the cracks beneath the smile

Float now on your back 

And watch the sky for a while

While I will dive deeper

The flood is here may as well go

Submerge my gasping thoughts

Submit unto the dark and the cold

Please don't read into deep

I wouldn't want to drag you down 

Paddle in your pool 

Don't look where I can be found 

The world is quiet here 

In the darkness of the trench

The world begins to fade 

And I am gasping my last breath 

Please don't read in too deep

It's all okay, really, you'll see 

Go find your floaties and your friends 

Just let me sink and let me be 

Her Funny Definition of Love

Watch the singer try to sing
Her song can't come out
With her mute voice aching
Screaming for release
But I won't release you
Oh no my dear I won't
No matter how you beg and plead
And you don't honestly expect
Those old honest crocodile tears
To actually even have an affect
Watch her perform again
Tonight just as the first
Every night just as the first
Scared out of her mind
And she wants to whimper
And she wants to scream
With her mute throat bleeding
Aching for release
But I won't release you
Oh no my dear I won't
No matter how many tears of blood
Fall on my garden tonight
You can make yourself as fat
Or as unattractive as you want
Go right ahead but just know
I will never give into your will
And I will never let you go
And the release you crave
Will always be just out of your reach
Watch the prisoner try to walk
As if her ankles weren't locked in fetters
As if the chains aren't cutting into her arms
As if she didn't have the iron collar round her throat
Go ahead and ask her who did this to her
Her larynx is gone and her will with it
And I will never ever ever ever be convinced
To give it back to her
So Sing my dear and I will be your angel of music
Sing my dear and I will be your sea witch
Sing my lovely little mute
And tell everyone of what you know
And what I did
And who I really am
Go ahead and show them how you can sing
My lovely little Lavinia
Because deep down you know
You fear that you might even think
That I wasn't the one who took your voice
I wasn't the one who set your chains
And you fear you know exactly Who is to blame
And you can't face that fact because of the fear
Because it means that no one is watching
No one is watching your show
No one is guarding your prison
No one is listening, no one at all
Except me, and that is worst of all
What a funny definition of love we have
What a funny definition of speaking we have