I'm dead

The pain it's hot!burning my flesh my skin wet with my life. My shirt drenched with that crimson red my body aches from the hot lead,stumbling on the sidewalk pistol hanging dangling from my hand. Pictures flash before my eyes,so this is what it's like before i die. I don't see no light, wonder if there's a after life i hear these demons singing hands reaching at my soul,i pop a few shots off before i stop breathing and go cold,damn it's dark,ifeel cold I'm looking up seeing a heartless world. My soul driven to madness,I fear the worst being dead really hurts, how long will they mourn me,do even care that im sleeping in the dirt? Force to realize the truth, my life was taken before birth snatched up before i could develope wings. All this chaos,tossing an turning in my grave I DREAM BUT IT'S TO LATE, FELL VICTOM TO THE MADNESS OF MAN! What lie deep is hate, heart so cold that i can feel his stare it penitrate these bare walls, I'm aware even though I'm dead I feel his touch cold flesh that leave me numb.