Barking Dogs in My Ears

Barking Dogs in My Ears

Barking dogs in my ears,

they never let me rest.

Their howling fills the silence,

their noise consumes the night.

The street becomes a kennel,

the air a constant cry.

I press my hands for mercy,

but still the sound remains.

Barking dogs in my ears,

a torment without end.

They echo through my dreaming,

and chase my peace away.

Their voices sharp as needles,

their growls a heavy chain.

I beg the night for quiet,

but none will come to me.

Barking dogs in my ears,

remind me of my fear.

That noise can cage the spirit,

as surely as the bars.

I pray for dawn to soften,

the madness of their sound.

Yet even sun can fail me,

for barking never stops.

Barking dogs in my ears,

they gnaw upon my soul.

But still I rise each morning,

though weary from their bite.

And one day they will silence,

and leave the air at last.

Barking dogs in my ears,

will be a memory gone.