The fear of..

Time tics as the day goes by only to fear what may happen the next second minute hour or even day We pray to protect momma , daddy and our souls but we still fear the evil in the devil's soul The children cry asking God does he hear the prayers they pray every night But despite what we did momma still lost her life with two gun shots in the heart that she once loved us very much with And we beggin to lose hope for everything our future our lives Our tommorow that could be taken away just bye the pull of a single trigger But with the piece of soul we still have we pray that God will save us And even if we get to live another hour or year who says we won't stay at home in fear of the evil souls and demons that are in your very own home that takes the life of your very own innocent kids that did nothing but live 1 or a few years And all you can do is burry there small bodies and hold back all your heart broken tears and try to explain to your own self that God works in mysterious ways but bye now you don't even believe it your own self and you just can't take it no more remembering that loved ones smile and laugh so you break down in tears and lay there for hours asking your self what did I do wrong to deserve this But the evil in this world does not care who you are or what you did to deserve this it just picks like our life and soul is just fun and games And one by one it takes the greatest people the greatest souls and fills it with evil and even the ones that where the closest to you are unrecognizable able and un fixable so you give up And finally all the pain gets to you and the darkness crawls in your window when it knows it's broken you down to your very last bone and you know what's about to happen your turning into the very thing you fear the most and you cry and cry Part 2 comes soon