All I can do is to distance myself

The longer I wait

I'm closing the gate  

Everything splits

And has a way of claiming more casualties  

No more to be heard

I have to run  

Torture is the moment the air becomes deaf

Deaf to the pleading  

Your interceding  

Building a fire so soon

But what there is left to see  

Come quickly  

I don't want to jinx myself  

Pouring what I know away  

Silently the edges surround what they cover

They move and take over ground  

Free me from the guilt of second guessing  

Free me from the moment

Where every word is passing

The silent burns its course

And it suffers

The more you feed it empty words