Maroon

I have strangled the sleep already

But this dream doesn't die

songs are squeals, out of tune

nothing blooms a melody, I pry

soul is drenched, I lament in pain

My sun is scorched and swoon

I muddled in both the shares

the brightly lit night and in no moon

night covered the day, I wonder

the doorstep split me asunder

I am in search of my own story

words without page wail for plunder

never rested in peace, my soul

body got tore, fell short of it's goal

However I measure, whenever

my shoe never fits the sole