bluelippedbrelly

Pour coke on the concrete Some soap on the top There's still too much blood Not scrubbed up by the cops Walk across the police tape And past the door screen You feel you heart drop As you hear his mom scream Sit down with his sister And just hold her hand She knows that he's gone But she doesn't understand Gaze out through the window What's happened's not fair But the wails die away; They're replaced with blank stares See his father go out there And hold his son tight Wishes won't bring him back Although try as we might You catch yourself not quite Believing he's gone In the light of a tragedy; Of things gone so wrong Feel a hole in you