One gentle shallow breath

like dagger stabed into something

I claimed to be despairing,

forging dying void breed

through age of false serenity

silence was my enemy

just a dream, dead insanity

non-existing memory

suddenly I hear voiceless words

stab this knife to your chest

shelter once this folded blame

help me rise witha another name

then silence torn through my flesh

with hope to rise less sane

false serenity in my name

takes me to the void between

death and decay

neverborn but still bygone

everlasting deceit for man

forever without name

captive endless shame

behind, the crest of silence

last frontier made of clay

first emptiness created

entrance for the insane