Underground
#3 of Poetry
Hopefully one day I can edit this into lyric and figure out the music..
Picking through fragments,
Of a love once torn.
I think of all our memories,
And a child that was born.
Many say we should never have met,
I could not have been more deaf.
As I saw you in the summer,
Unknowing of the future death.
Hello, Hurray, the story of our day,
As people worked we all played.
Falling, falling once again,
Unable to feel fear, to feel pain.
Soon enough a child came along,
How could you ever have done him wrong?
For his soul did not stay for long,
You wanted him dead all along.
Now my will to get away,
Has been completely flayed.
Hello, Hurray, the story of our day,
As people worked we all played.
Falling, falling once again,
Unable to feel fear, to feel pain.
I sought for help, it did not come,
Who would have, had evil finally won?
Tortured screams from a heart once crushed,
As broken dreams from evil were rushed.
Silent screams now the sound,
Buried my child underground.