A poem about the afterlife. |
I'm dead Not real Can't feel It's not a phase I swear I'm insane What was that?! Nothing? Nothing.. Just the haunts in my head Spirits stuck in endless turmoil I'm stuck in the south side of heaven The north side of hell I swear it's purgatory These wrongs committed Untold, unforgiven Where do I go What can I do I sigh Sometimes cry Because when you're dead no one knows How you feel What you say Am I real I can't feel Blank Lost in the sound of voices in my head I swear I'm dead Seein' darkness No more reds Greens, yellows, blues No more you Or me Is it true? Am I in the south side of heaven? The place where spirits walk Talk But are dead and can't leave I breathe My heart beats I can feel it in my chest I still have my feet They're set in stone Can't walk Can't run Out of time But I'm not the only one I breathe Because I'm sinking I didn't know what I was thinking I'm lost again Where was I? I remember flying A dream Moonbeams Or was it a hall Full of echoes of a dying age Staticky Gramophones I know they hear me I see them shouting But I'm still drowning The south side of heaven won't let go I'm breathing Deceiving Decaying But not debriefing On my state of mind Like time Going fast Going slow Am I real I don't know But I'm here Simulating Possible futures Loving memories or endless nightmares I can't choose I'm stuck I need help I scream and beg for it But no one hears I'm lost in the south side of heaven The north side of hell Lost in the dark without a light I can see I'm here You're there I'm alive But dead inside I cry I feel I'm not real |