Detonation: Paradise - The Sleeping

Screaming through ghostly whispers

Crying out.

Breaking through impatiently

Puzzled and alone.

Attempts to hold together are letting go

I have let go

Figures scatter the pavement, eyes half closed Breathing turns to shaking

Wake me up

Can you wake me up?

Wake me up before it’s over

Now clouds scatter with a purpose, black and low

Wounded rain consistently, puzzled and alone And I can’t seem to bare hoping

for…

Ghosts in the wind

A white light, deeper than bullet wounds, pulling me close

Help, I can’t enter

Please let me return