here I lay.
shaking and cold.
crying for a new day.
my life grows short as i grow old.
unable to move.
unable to speak.
my bloodflow slows.
my mind grows weak.
I feel like no one knows.
if i could speak.
i would let them be told.
now I'm dying.
awaiting my sould to be sold.
my tears drop, I'm crying.
longing for death for so long.
if only i knew how,
to end the suffering and be strong.but in the end.
i lay now.
Jul 16, 2010
Jul 16, 2010 at 11:28 PM UTC
here I lay.
shaking and cold.
crying for a new day.
my life grows short as i grow old.
unable to move.
unable to speak.
my bloodflow slows.
my mind grows weak.
I feel like no one knows.
if i could speak.
i would let them be told.
now I'm dying.
awaiting my sould to be sold.
my tears drop, I'm crying.
longing for death for so long.
if only i knew how,
to end the suffering and be strong.but in the end.
i lay now.