Six feet Underground

Brains flying across the room,
as the gun drops to the ground,
it is too late,
to death he is bound.

Nothing can save,
that poor soul,
his life is over,
it has taken it's toll.

If only some one was there,
to listen to his crys,
today no one would have to say,
their final goodbyes.

He will forever roam this earth,
neither heaven nor hell he is bound
no one will ever remember him,
six feet underground.