What I've Become
Jesus Christ in all
His love
Could not look down from
Up above and
Smile upon
The things I've
Done…..
They symphony is over…
The curtain shut
The lights are faded
All is hushed
The magic dispelled
The dreams dead
Just an empty voice
Inside the head
All that was is
Now undone,
All once spoken
Now unsaid
The dreams of
Youth decayed and
Bloated
As useless as
My life ahead
The curtain closes
I hide behind
The lights go out
I sit alone
Just myself and
The ghosts around me
Waiting for the bullet's
welcome
……Jesus Christ in all his love
could not look down from up above
and smile on what I've become…..