Mb. Indifferentia

You lay awake at night

But stay in your bed

Trying to undermine the voice in your head

Knowing you ought to, but still find a reason

Silently laying low

Morbid fear will justify your treason

Look the other way to see

Comfort in the pain to be

The end of a life is close at hand

You're standing tall

Keep out of trouble

Do your worst

Do nothing at all

Keeping watch

Seeing ghosts

Drifting out of sight

Laying low

Covered in

Dark and dead cold night

A cry for help

The help is near

You sing a song so you can't hear

Upon your touch a death undone

May cause a strain

Agonizing death has won

Lack of remorse

No help to give

Lack of remorse

No help to find

Reeking betrayal

No reaching hand

Reeking betrayal

We're going blind