Tragedy strikes
The weak it does not spare
Lightning is its speed
and crippling is its pain
Ooze as a symbol
Of despair in the flesh
Express hollow feelings
After it has all past
Missing the moment
We wish to forget
A forrest of new memories
Fresh with each day
That grow attemting to hide
The campfire left behind
With crackling in the heart
And ashes in the mind
Too many silent prayers
Lay down on fallow lands
As tragedy strikes again
Crumbling are the knees
That once kept the height
Of the strong and the weak
Tears are too late, and too brief
Fear in the eyes
Of what lies ahead
Paralyzed is the soul
Life in slow motion
As tragedy strikes again
And the heart stands still
Wishing to just stop
To let go a last breath
But wishes are for others
Who carry different paths
Why is the question
Silence is the answer
A blank stare in the darkness
Will it strike again?
Will the excruciating pain return?
Is this the next time?
Or maybe tomorrow
The agony of this fear
Will now stay and not go