Silent

 
I should speak up yet my tongue stays silent. "Why do I not shout out " yet all I do is think and stay silent.

He's hear Monday night, Tuesday night every night. What your eyes take with in your beautiful mind in the day it changes bi night he's hear tonight. See I know if I sleep he will be hear.

Maybe it's me and I'm dragging my self down within this pit In my sleep. All I know is its tonight the same process double drop the pro + just to stay awake all to be taken from a drop of drizzle spell of sleepless nights to drift off to find out I'm a sleep and it repeats till the next night.

It's silent as I'm aware on the misty night I'm a puppet to my own desire not to sleep yet I'm Silent.