A corrupted soul,
a battered mind...
Mom,
You have no idea...
You ever stop and realize you are
the ghost in your own story, standing...
There once was a girl
Who hated this world...
The sadness brings the clouds down low
and raindrops to the sky...
Is there good in war
with all it's tears and pain...
I succumb to the overwhelming shutdown
and my mind begins to slow as I realize...
If I opened my heart to you,
I would say, sweet angel...
Many words have been spoken,
Many tears have been shed...
If the death note is what is found,
Then what is truly gone...
There is a monster, big and strong
His will to live is one prolonged...
Dear lord please bless her family
for they all loved her so...