The End Of My Sarrow

no one know my sarrow
no one know my pain
i am just their worthless game

i look around
noticing there is no sound
but then they start again

the pain begins
i guess this is the end
i see as the blood paints the floor

i am alone
no longer wanting to be
waiting, wish, and wanting

the pains comes to a stop
the feelings go away
then the numbness begins

the crosses are burning
the flowers have died
the ashes burn away

i still stay
in the end i win
my sarrow goes away

the game
thrown away

but i am not sad
i am very glad,
glad its the end

the end of my sarrow