words by dominic riccitello

dying in your arms
with thoughts at bay
screaming your name
the pain in our stay
i hear the white noise
fueling your fire
with rocks in riots
voices in the quiet
whispers against my skin
resisting yet resorting
to the shallow depth of our sea
i sway in the wind
with you i sin
in your lies i’m in pain
a sadness a soul brings
because a mind can’t speak
in the sense of a stubborn man
i screamed your name
but you said
you can’t hear in the dark