Under the Dirt
Six feet under is were I shall lay
Never again to be burdened by the day
A day so dark it scolds the soul
A scar so deep finally takes a toll
A lost soul that weeps and cries
A person who can't see anything with their eyes
One can not live so hurt
It feels good six feet under dirt
Crippling pain nobody can bear
A heart that has no more room to tear
All these emotions break the bone
Not a single person to call on the phone
Left alone in such a way
That I feel six feet under, is where I shall lay
Copyright © Matthan Atherton | Year Posted 2010
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