So many gone
My friends are dead
Silly victims of the life they led
Too many sorrows and babies left behind
There's no point in asking God why?

 

I hang my head and cup my hands
Begging for one last chance
To redeem
To resolve

 

To reconstruct myself
To no longer have
A heaviness of thought
And weariness of body

 

Im feather light
My feet the only things dragging
Like boulders on concrete
My soul already departed
Floating through the clouds
There the rain and my eyeslashes meet

 

I can‘t bear to look
Eyes closed to the violence
Ears witness to the rumble and war cries
Skin taking the brunt of debris
Pinpricks on cotton balls
To be squeezed like grenades in an assisted suicide
Except im the only one dead

 

Drenched in it‘s aftermath
I awake from my nightmare
Covers high in the air
Put my feet on the ground in the darkness
And my balance is lost on the blood of the fallen