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| She Screams at Night |
4/29/97
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Up sleepless one night and thinking of various things going on at the time,
the first line of this one popped into my head. After that, the rest
seemed to flow, and I wrote it down with only a minor amount of thought
and alteration. It is another song; I should transcribe the notes.
She screams at night while in her bed.
Mouth open wide, tilts back her head.
Out of control her screaming song;
can't block it out, it lasts too long.
Or do my ears attempt to seek
her dire and mournful wrenching shriek?
What can it be, her tortured mind
to scream out all night all the time?
Surely this must be madness.
Why do I keep listening?
Curiosity reckless,
my infection festering.
It's night again, the screaming starts
with force to tear a thousand hearts
and leave a trail of blood so wide
to red the very ocean's tide.
And when I ponder on that thought,
my sanity begins to rot.
The laughing starts then changes guise
as I lay down and my screams rise.
Save me from all this madness,
caught up in my tortured scream.
Understanding contagious,
crazed within my waking dream.
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