Death.
Sitting at a funeral for a empty soul
Sadness and grief lays thick in the air
The smaller the coffin is the heavier than pain in my chest is
The younger they are the harsher the tears are
Death is inevitable
Life.
The more they laugh the happier they are
The younger the more foolish
The more people they love the more people judge
The more they cry the weaker they are
Life is inevitable
In·ev·i·ta·ble
As a small child i always wondered why storms were named after people
But now that i look into your eyes i understand
Your voice could rip a country apart
Your eyes could drown a nation
Although you are charming, most psychopaths are
You have so much hell trapped within your own skin
You are a lovely disaster
A beautiful mistake
You offered me attention for my soul
You are tearing me apart from my seems
You are creating a chaos in my mind
I am fighting a battle under my eye lids
I am struggling to get out of your reach
I am begging for you to give some mercy
I am suffocating in your wicked ways to fear me
My body and mind is overwhelmed by your presence