Grief is a beast
that doesn't have a heart.
It pushes and pulls you
and tears you apart.
the sorrow, the numbness
the constant heartache
that demon will find you
and leave you awake
It slips in and takes you
it gets in your bones
It creeps in your ear
then it wanders and roams
I'm lost in it's darkness
and can't find my way
If I stay here to long
I will surely decay
No comments:
Post a Comment