Curt's blog: "my ramblings"

I see a line of cars and their all painted black
I see flowers and smell the smell of fresh turned earth
I see the hot sun shine down on a small over dressed crowd
I see sweat mix with tears from sad eyes
I see the lid come down and then I"m alone
I see the darkness
I see nothing

I feel a rumble
I feel the earth ripped apart
I feel the evil in this place
I feel the devil's hot breath on my face
I feel so cold inside
I feel searing flesh
I feel all love is no more
I feel forever

             curt