Dead Weight

 Dead Weight

 

 

The teardrops fall upon your cold outter shell

But yet on the inside

You are warm and soft

No one can see the beauty inside of you

A short lived life is all you have to be remembered by

Only dirt and death surround you

You feel hollow inside even though you know someone is there

You hope one day somebody will find you and set you free

But hopes are never too high

You are a casket

This, is where the dead lie