It's 3:49 and I still cant get to sleep
I pray for the monsters under my feet
To take me away from this place called silence

Stare at the celing hoping for it to collapse
Maybe the spiders will finally come to entrap
Their last meal on earth before falling to their deaths

The blades of the fan that spin so close to my head
Remind me of the places I fear and I dread
The paradise that only us fragments can comprehend

The paper I write on was once a majestic tree
Now look at this its death is now tormenting me
For my thoughts are written on beauty's fatality

I could go on forever its the way that I am
Drama filled till the day that I should come to an end
And maybe I can get as far as that final dream

I'm staring at eyes with no soul to give back
A mural of immortality it surely lacks
The reflection I come to realize is that of my own face

Six stanzas in and my hands wearing on down
But I cant stop now without making a terrible sound
An injustice that rings clear as a bell

The flaws that are now so clear to see
Are here all around if you'd only listen to me
I'm perfection in an imperfect form

Get used to this its the best that it'll get
Try so hard to change and always come to regret
That your best was never that great now was it

2 pages long and ten minutes later
I'll remember the reason that I'm the creator
Of the disater that lies here before you

I try and I try and I get nowhere fast
Its like going downhill but speeding towards the past
Take a step forward but so much more back

Stuck in a hole looking for a way out
Of a life you know just nothing about
You've tried and just failed one more time

Seventeen later and I know I've just gone way too far
Walking backwards and into that jar
That you've labeled love whats left now but beg for air

Sit on the desk of the office that we once called life
The shadows creep over as I see your wife
I grow colder and watch you both fade into reason

Now I sit in this jar that was once labeled love
Its so dusty and ugly just give it a shove
To awaken the life left in me

The glass shatters as the jar finally slams to the floor
Now I'm begging and screaming and asking for more
More abuse from the life that I thought I once knew

So I sit and obey pick up shards of my home
I then hear the sounds of my own metronome
This lullaby will surely put me to sleep

As I lay my head down for the rest of the day
I'm reminded of words you used to say
For this very same reason

You'd say dont worry everything's going to be fine
Its you and me baby till the end of the line
The clock keeps ticking and you're still not here

Dont worry now everything is just fine
I'm unhappy and alone for the rest of all time
And nothing you say will change that

Its 4 a.m. and of course I'm still here
But you know I'll never be close or as near
To the things we both dreamed of

So I'll write and I'll ponder these wonderful thoughts
Making sense of the senseless my soul has just bought
Around 4 a.m. my mind is drifting

Six pages and just enough papercuts after
I read this and soon hear my own laughter
This is what happens when I'm allowed ink

Six pages long and many minutes later
I've remembered the reason why im the creator
Of the disaster that lies here before you

My words all alone mean nothing to you
So I'll stick them on paper but I'll hold the glue
Their power is enough to know you senseless

These thoughts you can see are so crazy and wild
What you get when you deal with an only child
A girl all alone in a big world

This girl's last and only escape
Was to write how each day caught her just at the nape
And forced her to listen

What she heard was a beautiful thing
If you listen its like when the angels will sing
The name of this final song was serenity