Think white, think light
Light had always spilled panic
Shadow fingers swaying, playing
And time, the destroyer, creator of crippling scars

I watch the curtains billowing, breathing in and out
The maddening clock ticking too slow
The wind in the trees, the wind in the vines moaning
And the wind in the wires, adding their low mournful whistle

My words are lost to the wailing wind
The words are just memory
Guarded, cold words, each one checked and censored before it is spoken
A cheap weapon to bludgeon myself with

I stare out at the gun-metal sky
Guilt has embedded an image in my brain
Bursting forth to poison me like a childhood infection
And fill my mind with doing, leaving no room for memories

The only place inside me that isnt a numb ache, is the place I save for you
I confuse justice with revenge
A shudder travels from scalp to knees
While I'm waiting for the walls to still

I plant a seed to harvest a miracle of nature
Try to plant a seed of forgiveness in your heart
And plant a lead bullet in my brain
My mind, my heart, a perfectly matched pair of bastards.