The Box

Trapped inside this hollow cage, I wait for you to free me, Time drips down like endless rain, and still you turn away. My sleepless dreams still call your name, they long for you to feel them, to rest inside your gentle hands, and hope your love will heal them. But you push them far away, like shadows that keep fading, and I remain in endless gray not knowing what is waiting. Now you’ve come to weep for me, when I was near, you cut me deep. With your knife you carved my soul, and left a wound too dark to keep. Now you cry above my box, as time stands still, the silence talks. The dust recalls what you betrayed the vows we swore, the price I paid You left without a single word, who’ll bring me peace in silence? The “why” still burns behind my eyes, the answer lies beneath I have to stand still, I can’t defend, from you there’s no escaping. I lie inside the wooden box, three meters down, still waiting. Now you came to see my face, when all my light is leaving, but still that knife was in your hand, before your love stopped breathing. Now you’ve come to weep for me, when I was near, you cut me deep. With your knife you carved my soul, and left a wound too dark to keep. Now you cry above my box, as time stands still, the silence talks. The dust recalls what you betrayed the vows we swore, the price I paid