My Sweet Grave Digger

goodnight and goodluck

I know you better then they do,
but how could they ever see,
the blood on your hands stains a path,
and it leads right to me-
Your eyes cold,
Brings my eyes blue,
You aren't alone,
I understand you-
I wish you could know,
That i'll miss you when you go-
Your rage will fill my veins,
your thoughts will echo in my brain-
I'll see you again,
someplace else, someway,
because i'm just like you,
awaiting doomsday.