Blood splattered across the walls,
the screams echoing through the halls.
Haunting pictures in my dreams,
of bodies floating down blood filled streams.
Their bodies dead,
stabbed by all the lies.
Their parents to stupid,
to open their eyes.
To see their children,
filled with pain and hate.
Every second they wait,
is an hour to late.
Forgotten souls there eyes dead to the sun,
paralyzed between living and dieing for a chance to run.
Their darkness is consuming it turned their hearts black,
never again will they feel love, there's no turning back.
If their parents had only seen,
that their children were fading away.
Maybe they would still be here,
Maybe they could have lived another day.
