As i rest from endless crying, filled with sadness i feel like dieing
from the words i hear from her, told that i am nothing
nothing to this pusedo-respectful life, my verbal ways fill her with spite
but her painful words fill her with glee, the pain from her she cannot see
As i sit and wait in darkness
i focus on whats come you see.
words she says cut with sharpness
now pain from depression i bleed.
Today a day of sorrows, i ponder of the morrow
Of hopes and memories to borrow, to forget whats brought us here
For a man is to be buried, him so young not even married
death so young a thought so scary, of this incident to be
horror monsters we all dread
that feed upon our flesh
no escape from this distress
the souless walking dead