The Sickness

It has killed my family off
one by one
make them mad
making them cry for there lifes
when the sickness comes
it cannot be stop
filling the soul
with it's evil poison
filling the tears with blood
bright crimson blood
soon it will come
to finish me off
I'm the last
of the survivors
no one left
to help me fight the evil off
no one to encourage me on
no one left
but my heart breaking soul