Whispers

The silence is creeping in
  Speaking the words I do not wish to hear
And I lie in bed, burdened
   Clamping my hands to my head, over my ears
"I can't hear you. I can't hear you."

The moonlight saunters in
   As though it is the master of this madhouse
Coming to bless me with a curse
   Lulling me, trying to bring me to sleep with it
"I can't hear you. I can't hear you."