Songs reflecting from the walls of my heart 

Echoing with sibilance in chambers

Deep within my resentful defenses

Built from years of pent up fears and spent tears

All it means is that she will never sing

With her true voice and her true soul exposed

Only under the stealthy wings of pain

Falling upon my heaving breast and chest

She simply gives what she has never felt

But takes what she wants as she strums the strings

In the instrumental tones of her voice

That she used to abuse my trusting soul

Just to do it and just to see me squirm

As I dance to the tune still vibrating

From the last time and all the times before

When I fell into the abyss she is

The depths she mines within the life of me

So deep are the canyons of deviance

She spreads and sheds her mask of chaotic

Deathless laughter with its controlling mirth 

Something will happen something will change her

It cannot continue this way for us 

The sound of silence will descend once more

And looking around I will hear her gone

As she has been gone before with her songs