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
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