Poem - Nightmare #4

when your soul is stained with gasoline
floating from your body, in between
the world you know, and the world out there
and you can't believe a word you hear

it all came down to the catacombs
and the feelings hid inside
the trust you had and the gasoline
your soul ablaze in fire
it all came down to the catacombs
and the body hid inside
i shouldn't have jumped in the river
and i should have never took the chance

salt inside a wound torn in
i knew i should have never let you in
the door are closed now, don't dare knock
and don't ask, you know what the reasons are

it all came down to the catacombs
and the feelings hid inside
my head is spinning, eyes are shot
and i don't have the strength to get out
it all came down to the catacombs
and the body hid inside
i shouldn't have thought i matter
and i should have never tried to dance

no one tries and no one cares,
no matter what you do or how you feel
because it all comes down to pain
and you can't help it if you're driven' insane


it all came down to the catacombs
and the feelings hid inside
the trust you had and the gasoline
your soul ablaze in fire
it all came down to the catacombs
and the body hid inside
i shouldn't have jumped in the river
and i should have never took the chance