Into These Dark Places...

If I poured my soul into a cup

Would it even fill it up?

Sometimes I feel like life

Is just a little less than not enough

So I bleed these words on this page

jotting little bits of rage

If that's not good enough

I'll set myself on fire up on stage

And burn this whole world to the ground

Waiting on you to make a sound

I search for something good,

But nothing is all I've found

While I watch my shadow on the wall

Hoping I never get that call

1:38 a.m.

Wonder if I'll sleep at all

Right now I'm even scared of dreams

Wound tight and bursting at the seems

I close my eyes but in the silence

I can almost hear the screams...