Forgotten
Underneath it all
there is a cold;
a cold so deep
I hardly noticed
the pain I suffered,
the agonizing moments of grief and hatred
Withering faith and and fading light;
happiness is naught,
and memories are forgotten.
there is a cold;
a cold so deep
I hardly noticed
the pain I suffered,
the agonizing moments of grief and hatred
Withering faith and and fading light;
happiness is naught,
and memories are forgotten.