Paradise Gone

Paradise Gone Sun is shining, weather’s cold; My broken soul will not let go. I am dead whilst you still live; How could they just let this be? Save me please from everything, That they have sent to hurt me. I do not deserve this, please; I only want to live. Atheist, didn’t believe, is now heading for Hell. Aargh this place is scary and what the Hell’s that smell? Is that a corpse? My God, my God; I’m buried with the dead. My God, my God, my head, my leg; They shot me in the chest. I see myself, my broken shell, Just lying in the dirt. In limbo is where you will find me; Before I find out what I deserve. (C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.