“I seen the illest and realest die”
I’ve seen sons and daughters cry
we’ve seen the things that make the
world a terrible place
soo hard to find a friend
to truth your bid with you
soo hard to make a go
of all the things that make you
I can’t believe it’s come to this
a checklist for all my sins
questioning everything
and making life soo difficult
“Thoughts focus in then fade out”
we all march to this funeral song
heaven save the ones i love
i’m not afraid to die
but I’m scared to death
of all the ones i’ll leave behind
and devotion that i’ve come to find
a casket of repression
a sunday mass of unanswered questions
and a litany of regret
when the past comes back around again