He stares at the blood
Wondering where it came from
Staring at the blood
And as he stares at the blood
His life flashes before his eyes
He remembers when life was happy
When life was carefree
When he was a kid
Playtime was a favourite
Toys were a must
In that carefree and happy world
But not anymore
He stares at the blood
Wondering where it came from
Staring at the blood
And as he stares at the blood
His life flashes before his eyes
And as he was growing up
Into a handsome teenager
A lot of things changed
Girls were a favourite
Friends were a must
In that complicated teen life
But not anymore
He stares at the blood
Wondering where it came from
Staring at the blood
And as he stares at the blood
His life flashes before his eyes
And as he progressed later on in life
Problems began to happen
Starting soon enough
Drugs were a favourite
Alcohol was a must
Girls were there still
But not anymore
He stares at the blood
Wondering where it came from
Staring at the blood
And as he stares at the blood
His life flashes before his eyes
Nope, not anymore
Life wasn’t working out for him
So here’s the theme song
For the end of time
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good strong beginning...and excellent engaging way all thru..ending a little sudden though..you were telling such a good story one desires to hear more of it in the last verse.a 9 for excellence of theme