What is love, when love doesn't exist What is the heart, is it only a myth Unexplainable conditions, stories never told Death over-rides life, as mans' fate is sold There's a certain question that's searching for an answer A soulful disease, filled with cancer Can you answer No one answers Say your prayers, say one for me Can't live like this, my soul is not free Trapped in a corner, lost in a maze Slowly trying, my soul trying to escape There's a truthful fashion in a hideous disguise My soul is dying, filled with lies Can someone help No one tries I feel my soul slipping, further away No need for tomorrow, can't make it through today Begging for forgiveness of all my sins But can't live with this hurt that I feel within Telling my problems to get them off my chest My soul lies down to a peaceful rest What's left Nothing's left Except life that was wasted
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Posted: Oct 2009
About this poem:
*Dedicated to Kevin Franks* I wrote this for a guy that committed suicide in our school parking lot when i was in 10th grade
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