Gone, by Amory McKeever

Keep running down a dead end street 

Lungs are heavy its hard to breath 

Where's the shelter, where's the shade 

To take away the pain he made 

There could never be good reasons 

To stop a heart from beating 

As the night carries on, she's halfway to gone 

She hacks away at Gods creation 

Crimson drops in warm salvation 

Quietly She begins to fade 

The sirens of hope come too late 

There could never be good reasons 

To stop a heart from beating 

As the night carries on, she's already gone 

And it may seem so easy now 

But it's not the only way out 

As the night carries on 

She's already gone, she's already gone