Cray pain
wont go away
sheds the blood
of many drained
sorrow stands
proud and tall
turns its back
on the ones that fall
angels dance
round and round
begging for life
but none is found
a crazy tint
of crimson red
shows up most bright fully
when all is dead
but not to cry
not to fret
you have some one
here for you
but when you see them
lying dead
what thoughts
go through your
crazy head
your all alone
in a crazy place
times are hard
but please don't fret
since your not the one
dieing yet
