I heard a crack
And now I lay here
I want my life back
The one that had no fear
I just lay here
Moving as much as a rock
My future is unclear
It's like I've been sealed with a lock
I'm in so much pain
And I feel useless
I think I'm going insane
Laying here useless
I can't stand
Not without someone
I always need a helping hand
And I never see the sun
I want my life back
The one without fear
But because of that crack
I just lay here
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The Death Poems
PoesíaPoems about death, sadness, evil, sin, etc. There may be some poems that have the same theme, but all of them are different and original. Collection 2 is now published, so please check that one out as well.
