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Fatal Lullabye


Here they are now to say goodbye

As they all listen to this fatal lulabye

Abused and torn they curl up in fear

Waiting to see if it'll all be made clear

They're tired of hate and those who persecute

Living this life through, its time to become mute

They've cried and died now like roaming ghosts

Learning this life and all of its hosts

That one's bleeding, spilling the hope she has left

This one's broken, giving up and turning into the deaf

One minute they're happy the next depressed

They're yearning for the days, it's all been repressed

So here they come, bowed before the dead

Digging a hole and making their bed

Here they will tell the world goodbye

As they lay and listen, to this fatal lullaby

 

*Dedicated to those who were abused, bullied, and broken*

 

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