My Life Will End Poem by Grant Lovell

The ones that stand when they really can't,
Have heart.
Even though we are really torn apart.
We dream until we scream,
Hate until we feel love,
Love until were shoved.
Look at the sky above,
And pray for the young-
We've lost it all.
No where to go-
No one ever knows.

That we've burned our souls,
Forgotten a place called home.
You think you own me?
When you really don't know me.
Suffocating, I can't breathe.
Hell, all I do is bleed!

I keep think I'm the one to blame,
But my words are unspoken-
And I'm always left broken.
It seems I have no rights,
No where I belong.

Take the air from my lungs,
And just be done with it.
Gone with the wind,
My life will end.