No point on waiting for tomorrow.
Tomorrow is never going to come.
I'm drowning in my sorrow.
So many voices do I hear.
I am buried beneath them.
My voice is just a whisper.
The silence is deafening.
I will go now.
Turn off the lights.
Close the door.
No one will know that I was ever here.
(Scott David Buckley-09/04/2012)