Almost Gone


I wish the world would slip away
I want to just fade away
I can't believe this pain I feel
As I sit behind this wheel
It's almost over I feel this now
As the blood drips from my mouth
Now I know the end is near
As I slowly abate my fear
As I wait for the Reaper Grim
My eyes glaze over with hazy film
My life so slowly slips away
And in this waning light of day
I hear voices from my past
Filling my soul like wine in a glass
They call to me from beyond
The wretched world I have spawned
Reaching out to pull me down
And hold me captive underground
I try to break free only to find
They have aleady captured my mind


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