It's just us in this room,
Yes, just me,
And just you.
In a god awful place,
We sure as Hell can't escape.
The windows are bolted,
The door has been locked,
It's been years since our friends,
Have come close to knock.
We thought that we could,
Yes, you,
And yes, I,
We thought we could touch,
Touch the bright, starry sky.
But we were wrong,
And look where it got us.
We're now six feet under,
All we can do now is cuss.
There is something the people,
On this Earth do not know.
We'll do our best to tell you,
Since we currently can't show.
There is no Heaven,
And there is no Hell.
You just sit,
And you rot,
In your small, wooden cell.
YOU ARE READING
My Sad Poems
PoesíaThere isn't much to say here accept I'm sorry if they make you cry or anything Q^Q
