His Battle For Life
Oh they heavens they did weep,
for his soul was lost and bound.
Destined to spend and eternity,
six feet in the ground.
Never moving, never changing,
Trapped here alone and cold.
The bony cold fingers of death,
Grip his immortal soul.
He struggles and he struggles,
Though they never weaken.
He screams and he screams,
Praying someone hears him.
Screaming,kicking,Scratching,Pushing,
He tries with all his might.
Though his soul is lost and bound,
He will never give up his fight.
Copyright © Jade S | Year Posted 2010
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