Walk the halls through the night
The ringing wont abate
All echoes of a fight
Still reverberate
Walls are solid you see through
To the crux of the matter
Flailing, brilliant, reckless hue
Blank canvas splatter
Doubts that whisper from the dark
In these hours will not quell
These poisons miss their mark
In secrets we don’t tell
When all is still and others sleep
The phantom choir sings
Cast adrift to the deep
and haunted memory springs
Unquiet slumber to evade
distractions nocturnal
Unquiet conscience to invade
these questions eternal
Would die for sleep of the dead
To sleep, only sleep
Not to dream, only sleep