Shot In A Crowd

Screaming out loud,
But out came no sound,
You were in a great deal of pain,
Slowly you're going insane.

Couldn't they see the blood ,
It was spread out like a flood,
Didn't they hear the shot of the gun,
I guess they were having too much fun.

Slowly you feel your drifting away,
But your mind is telling you to stay,
Now you have lost track,
Everything has gone black.

You see those white gates,
And you think of your mates,
Are they going to miss you,
Or just see each day through.

It's too late to go back,
You've wandered off life’s dreadful track,
All you can do is say good-bye,
And try hard not to cry.