Praying To Die
Love gone, Heart missing
You recognized my compassion
But the pain you can not feel.
I lost my love, compassion dead.
Heart, unseen, Blood bursting.
The pain is killing me now, but you can not see.
Body rotting, laying there for the crows,
My heart still broken from fate,
But my brain tells me to live.
Heart fighting, Brain pushing,
All I hear is my blood gushing;
The pain pulls me away, to a dark room.
I open my eyes, darkness overpowering;
My eyes, forced to shut.
I clear my throat and begin to pray, just as my body is carried off.
Eyes open, light blinding,
Blood goes cold,
My heart gets hard and icy.
You tear out my heart;
My brain, tells me to fight,
The light approaching, darkness leaving.
My dreams of life over, As I lie there motionless on the floor,
Praying to die....
Copyright © Matthew Grund | Year Posted 2005
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