Darkness and destruction
Surrounding all around
Not knowing who I am
Not knowing what I found
Wondering how to die
Looking up at the dead
Gloomy sky
I doubt my life means anything
But who am I to judge
Sometimes I lay awake in my coffin
Below the ground
Hoping one day
I too shall be found
Knowing something gone
Forever
Hurts so bad
Knowing I’m alone
Makes pain surge through
Out each and every bone
For I know nothing of the unknown
The word I say
Are words unspoken
Or just unheard
I’m dieing to live
Yet living to die
Sometimes I wish
I could fly but
As known only I see why
Running through my mind
Never stopping
Never living to die
Upon this grave
Laying under the dirt
The lies
The hate
The many days of imprisonment
Crying crimson tears
I don’t know where I came from
Or where to go
I'm afraid to say I don’t have a home

 
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