The Cloak -

Drink a cup of emptiness

Tame the storm in your head

Put a lid on your memories

Fighting darkness, with hollowness

Silence serving your need to escape

To think without thinking

Ignoring the cure

Will you cry tomorrow, reflecting on yesterday’s action?

Cry tomorrow, trading your satisfaction?

An illusion of peacefulness

Shutting down your senses

Adding colors would make you burn

This comforting cloak of grey

Cry tomorrow, reflecting on yesterdays action

Cry tomorrow, trading your satisfaction

And when you cry tomorrow

When you cry tomorrow

Cry