Living Dead

Living cursed For the light that was suppose to enter my eyes to allow me to see; faded For the air that should have entered my lungs, betrayed me Suppressed my heart squeezing it tightly For the heart that a must he had pumped to guide me Gave up on me, giving me feelings to surrender Soulless I have became condemned to live without it Results of the so-called murderous crime:- I arrive home, no one to greet I go to sleep, no one to kiss I wonder questionably What did I do? Though I can’t explain it It feels so rough Though I can’t quite say it It fits in no words What did I do...? I ask again Claiming my innocence, I rest in sorrow Speaking of sun, with none to light up my day Saying I’m sorry But there’s no answer in forgiveness So I rest, I rest again, with no hopes, with no light With tears to dry on my pillow With a kiss of goodnight Not to be given So as for me..., I remain in silent sorrow