What if hell is really empty
all of the devils are here.
When the first one died,
I didnt understand.
When the second one died,
I drew a heart, surrounded in black,
I drew my heart surrounded by confusion.
Harrison Brown.
When the third one died,
I was completely silent for a week,
No sensation entered my nerves.
Grandma Gower.
When the fourth one died,
I missed the funeral,
I made a shirt in memory
and felt cheap as ever.
Tanner Arnett.
When the fifth one passed,
I was broken and couldnt understand
I wrote and carved and drew...
but it amounted to nothing.
Antonio Franco.
Ah, I lost count by now,
But when she passed
I questioned all I had,
I questioned all I knew.
Grandma Kull.