By: Rob Hess

A pool of life upon the floor

Endure the dark of deaths d├ęcor

Drowning in a sea of hate

I feel my being just slip away

And in death, am I alive?

The moment I sought

Hath arrived


Away from here

From all whom saw and never cared

Deaths lips are sweet and cold as ice

The Devils game

I played tonight

Drowning in my self-made sea

Of hate and pain and agony

I take my final breath


And watch my body drown in pain

Lifeless gaze upon my arm

Where the drowning sea had poured