Listening to black

Listening to Black

Beautiful one
Dead or alive
Can not listen
Wanting the death

Can't think of anything
Won't listen or see
You can see nothing
Try holing onto me

Please try to listen now
Nothing makes such sound
Peaceful serenity
Digging it from the ground

Want to make yourself better
Let me help every time.
Let the emptiness of space
Fill up from the sound of chimes.

Form the beaches again
With thoughts of wind
Holding onto the sand
With small echoing hymns

Trying to listen
Regretting missing
Wishing to change it
Blocking out hissing

Do it again
Ignore the fact
You can listen
Only to black