Dying
Tired of life
Nothing more to give
Torment,
Inflicting anguish
I have no will to live
Body entombs my soul
Escaping through my Funeral
Take my soul away
Air grows thin as the cold engulf my body
Sights of sadness flood my empty mind
Blood runs dry as darkness stands afore me
No more to live
Alone with death I lie
designed by NeoLine 
