The Middle Of Everything.

The Middle Of Everything.

Sparks of blood fly through the air,
swiftly making the sun go bare.
No light to show, show the way.
No hope to let, let her pray.

Burdens have lifted her soul too high,
and her minds been wasted in a rubbish lie.
With power that's faded deep within,
this childs been shaken, never to win.

In the middle of everything she sits all alone,
while she looks at her bed, on the molded stone.
Her thoughts but a course that form but a square,
leaving her soul not a thing to care.

It's just getting worse the life she lives,
with nothing to recieve and even less to give.
She watched herself die right before her eyes.
She watched herself bleed and let out horrid cries..

She can picture it now, the nightmare of death..
Since, she's now all alone, not a thing left.
In the middle of everything she sits all alone..
while awaiting the help and living on stone