I am living in a graveyard.
Hollow echoes of people I used to know,
All around me.
Their presence still haunt my mind.

First was my cousin,
Oh how she loved the light,
So much that she ran right into one.
Then my best friend,
He took a leap of faith
Off the nearest cliff.
My dad loved gambling,
Till one day,
He decided to play Russian Roulette
And lost.

But they weren't alone.
And soon neither will I.
As time went on
And more left me behind,
I soon realized,
I was walking on a grey line.
All alone.

I am living in a Graveyard,
A house with nothing
But stone to talk to.