I haven't been able to write for a while... haven't had the time or energy either... so here we go.
it kinda sucks at the moment but it is barely polished...

His eternal slumber will be so grand
Normal to today’s standards, and yet (for me) not bland
Just an average casket, nothing special
Maybe I just like the thought,
Of him being buried

Tying him up in the middle of the night
His struggle is a futile fight
He’s wildly thrashing in a bag
As I drag him to his end…

(some extra stuff to go in here)

His screams are clawing at my conscious
I realize just what I’ve done
I’ve got to finish this now
There’s no turning back
Promises meant a lot back then.
Last edited by ninja monkey at Oct 16, 2007,