• Your sitting still
    waiting for the kill
    Of your best friend
    Hoping it doesnt happen
    but cant stop the harm of someone so dear

    Your tears role down your cheek
    As your friend gets beat
    You feel her pain
    As her skin gets dyed in purple stains

    Your heart beats faster
    Her blood splatters
    Rage, and fear rise higher
    As you imagin her dieing

    You scream and yell
    And run to her side

    There you are, there she is
    lieing and crying
    You're scared to be there
    to be near

    Focusing on wounds so bloody
    Your face gets soaked
    in tears so wet

    Blurry vision
    you call and yell and try to remember
    the place your at

    Syrons roar
    In a close distance
    it seems so long

    In the ambulence you cant see
    through blind eyes
    Ariving so late
    There she is on her way
    to be saved
    but its just

    To late...