Screaming
it was yesterday when the screaming started
there was blood on the floor, your mum was crying
I can't remember the last time I saw you smile, happy
you once told me this story about angels, about demons
this boy never felt like he belonged here, this was not his home
the world we live in is so beautiful, so wonderful but not for him
darkness always found it's way to strangle him when he was alone
thoughts about falling appart, breaking, terrible thoughts about dying
it was at night when these creatures came to haunt him
the innocent soul of this boy couldn't protect him, never
almost every day when the moon met the nightsky, the stars
it was time for the monsters to wake him up and torture him
the tears he had cried were expressed in different types of scars
no single soul in the world could understand the way he felt
it was yesterday when the screaming started
there was blood on the floor, your mum was crying
and maybe I wished you had took me with you, above
you once told me you wanted it this way, it needed to happen
you were so afraid, so scared of these monsters in the dark
your own soul was playing sick little games with you
so tomorrow will be a new day and I will be there
alive and breathing, for myself and for you darling
and every single day I will be thinking about him
this oh so lovely boy with his brown eyes and beautiful smile
the boy who got haunted by demons, haunted by himself
I always thought he looked like an angel
and now he is one..
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