Pain
I don’t need it
I can make it through the day
Well, maybe… I think
And if not, I’ll just have a drink
For 77 min they waited to go inside
For 77 mins they waited to save their lives
Why?
Were their lives not that important?
Sing to me, Brandon
early hours of the morning
sky pretending in its darkness
that daylight never comes
I cry out please I’m in pain!
My condition still unexplained!
Don’t neglect me ‘cause of these chains!
To do so is inhumane! But still…
I sat for 3 days and 2 nights
Everywhere I walk someone else uses a rusty key to go through
The Gates of Hell
And I’ve aged with all the rusty keys slowly dying in my prison cell
My once lovely brown eyes have turned pitch black like the darkest stone
For I’m hurting inside, the pain deep within my every last bone