The Silence

I don't want to hear
the silence again
the painful reminder
of how it use to be
the chaotic ramblings
of a ash covered angel
caught in between
the demonic embodiment
of acute schizophrenia
and a reason to die
tattered wings cut and torn
by the thorns of a vile
weed called insanity
I sit and I wait
smoke and debate
of how such a selfish god
could play such tom foolery
with my head
so I search try to find
voices left behind
hear them laugh as they play
and once again hear them say
daddy we love you...

I don't want to hear
the silence again