Piercing screams
Tears flowing down
Every night
This is my world.
My world of hurt
Discomfort and distress
this pageantry
of my death.
From pain and hurt
The blood comes forth.
Love gone
From my mind.
Raging forth
From night to night
Discomfort invades
My waking death
My heart and soul...
For if I died
Who would care
Not just laugh
But cry at my expense
For the burden on my shoulders
Needs to rest
To never see
A tortured soul
And a painful cry.
During the night
As the darkness came
And my vision fades
I watch my life
Go from worse and on...
For there is no help
For this tortured soul
And believe that life
Is one unfulfilled
And life is gone
From one little girl
Who wanted to be
With a loved one in death...