Born Into the Grave

Some people say that we're born into the grave that's why we never understand life. Other's say that we we're born dead anyway because when we open our eyes we never see the light. Only an oblivion of nothingness a vacancy of flawlessness. An abyss of darkness the only light is the white light inside. So cold and alone held hostage by a fear unknown. Chilled tears burn in my eyes like the coal of my soul that's why i never cry. As my spirit rots forget me not forI am on my way to hell Ihere the infernal bells. The voices calling my name my sins are the ones to blame. They signed me up at the burning gates stating that my lifeI did take Itook a pistol to my soul my own lifeI stole. Now i sit inside my crypt licking the blood off my lips. Ihave come to realize thatI could have lived if I had just opened up my eyes and saw what life had to offer and give