Goodbye

The screams sound in the night, echoing painfully,
The girl finds no comfort in the night;
Death is but a sweet escape that will never be hers,
The Earth pulls her soul back, never wanting her to leave.

The stream of blood flows down the flowery hill,
Blood and earth mix oh, so sweetly.
She raises her hands to the dark sky, begging for the Heavens to open;
Take her away and let the blood run no more, wash away her sins.

There is no parting from living and pain,
Such is the fate of those corrupt and evil.
Cruel fate hath dealt her a wicked hand to play,
There is no winning or bluff to be played.

Dear, hurtful, and black life does nothing but bring hardship,
Never was there a gift so precious and cursed.
She cuts her source and waits to be no more,
Her blood and curse flow away, never to be seen again.