Kicking, Screaming
Chaos erupting
Kicking, screaming
Dogs barking
Smash, thud
Kicking, screaming
Believing
I can have more
More than this
Kicking, screaming
Is not all there is
All I'm born for
Desperate
Hurt
Trapped
No emergency exit
Kicking, screaming
Because I believe there is
More than
kicking, screaming
He calmly points
Sneers
Shows the entrance to
A greater hell
In his desperate hope
To control
Fearing
Kicking and screaming
That may let the world know
Battered
Tortured
On the edge of a grave
Where hope was pushed in
Where hope climbed out
Kicking and screaming
No end in sight
Can't imagine any other life
Beaten down so hard
Kicking, screaming
With kicks so weak no more than a twitch
Where screams are reduced to a silent whisper
Those kicks and screams all that's left
Kicking and screaming
The only thing
Keeping me alive
Kicking, screaming.
Copyright © Christopher Wellbelove | Year Posted 2007
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