Symphony of Chimes

Ships, buried bones in the sand
Silence, screaming for a voice.
Those walls so high, such pretensions one's
Further to be seen in the distance
the taller they stand.

Control long lost, a make believe
These eyes see not whats in store
A playbook so worn out so used
A perfect misfit, so performed.

A lake so placid, so peaceful to the eyes
A strange sense of belonging
A feeling so at home.
A soul so pulled out of sphere.

As intense as birth, as intense as death.
A murder of morals, a myth of pain
Grief of such mystery, an addiction it is.

A world so different within my mind
Alien to the world outside
A peek into the Pandora's box in every mind.
A flood of confusion
Bloom into a symphony of chimes.