you fill pushed aside
and theres nothing left in side
you might as well be dead and not alive
you are dark and empty deep down inside
you wish you could cry
but you would rather die
then to feel the embarrassment
as the shame consumes you
your soul slowly starts to fade to black
its far to late you cant turn back
but you try and fight back
your blood boils
your thoughts are isostatic
why does life have to be so dramatic
as the panic fades
you snap back from your frightful nap
you wish to never go back
but as you come back
you realize
that what you had thought was a nap
was that you really snapped
your hands are covered in mud and dirt
your pants are stained in red
all you can think is he really dead
as your heart flutters from the shock
you realize the pain from inside
and you see that the person you were fighting
was your other side
you look to your wrist were the cuts should be
then you raise your head to the sky
then ask why
why did you spare my life
then you hear a voice say
you are the seed to be woven
the voice yet to be spoken
you are not yet to be rose to heavens
go on and spread my message
for you are the one to teach the lesson
so good bye for now my fallen angel
your sin are forgivable
till the day we meet again
make sure to raise you chin
for ever we shall be frineds
written by Lyle Faulkenr
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