Lost emotions

We come home late at night
Our bodies so beat and bruised
Can we withstand the fight
Or leave raped and used

Our bodies can't take their glares
So we change fate for what reason
Still it seems no one cares
About our death by our own treason

Now all we can do is try stay our own
and let all our anger fall in a rage of death
Our skin peels deep and tears the bone
We are gone. There is nothing left

Now we lay our selves to rest
Hell has came and overcome
Everyone that gave in to the test
To show what we have become


By: Glen Jackson