Shadow Haunts Indeed You Know?
Shadows creep and crawl,
Along the empty hall,
While the distant cry of a dead mother,
Rings loud in her ears of her brother.
While only I can hear them all,
As the spinning darkness of pure agony hits the wall,
Exploding into a cloud of depression and a hallucinogenic,
While I lay here and cry for someone to help,
Call a medic.
But the darkness,
It grabs me,
And into the pit of all things I never wanted to be...
Death haunts me to this day,
Even as the sun rises into a new prison,
I still await for my pray,
A pray to be answered by one of God's angels...
Death haunts me to this day indeed...