stop…
please…
it hurts…

words going no-where…
giving-up nothing…
what is sacrificed…

you push and push and push…
expectations high…
wanting…

i cannot…
nothing is there…
a shaking hand will not write…

stop…
please…
it hurts…

paintings gazed-at…
trains wail…
eerie silence…

but still…
the soul is not stirred…
no magic…

gun-shots…
no voices…
i do not hear you anymore…

stop…
please…
it hurts…

weakness…
pictures…
there is no feeling…

try and try and try and try…
nothing flows…
un-natural…

the rhythm is off…
timing is wrong…
a clock shines in darkness…

stop…
please…
it hurts…

and here i sit…
with nothing to write…
while you slumber…

200 miles away…
haunting…
i don’t want this…

endless push…
an un-kind shove…
these prices we pay…

stop…
please…
it hurts…