Lost Souls

by PHOEBIX   May 19, 2009


I watch the blood spill on the floor
The same red color as before
Bright and dark, I watch you seep
Followed by the ultimate sleep

Life's fluid leaks across the room
Metallic scent like a perfume
Numbly do I sit and wait
For the next harsh trick of fate

My kin continue falling here
I can only watch, I fear
How many more must I lose
Why this end do they choose

I bleed with them, my spirit poor
My heart flows out with each dear soul
I love them all, what can I do
I am helpless to heal the truth

Why show me this, oh Lord
Why torture my senses over and over
Why can't I save them, my favored ones
Why must they bleed, my heart undone

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