A River Runs Deep

As the trigger grows nearer
To the sound of silence
The last petal is dropping
Is there anyone against?

Speeding so fast
When it caresses the floor
It will all be over
I'll be here no more

The pieces are in shambles
Parts killing the brain
With all that has come
How can anyone stay sane?

Where is the freedom
That people enjoy
Why has it abandoned me
And left behind a decoy

Being tricked and deceived
What is real and what is not
I have so many questions
This topic burns hot

Within the sorrows
Of a battered, beaten soul
How much more can it take
Before going down the black hole