Forgotten (Picture 3)

I lay at the bottom

Of a never-ending hole

Nothing but darkness

To heal this tired soul

It seems as if they laid me

Six feet underground

And then they forgot

If I was ever around

Someone stole my sleep

I am looking for the thieves

There is no rest for the wicked

My heart still grieves

All my memories are too vivid to see

I twist and turn in their dreams

But my eyes are open, I still breathe

Trying to cut out of all my seams

Life isn't worth living

If I don't feel alive

The ocean is an empty abyss

And I took a dive

Maybe if I made a noise

They'd get me out

But I have no words

To be made into a shout

Stuck here, till I decay

Maybe that is best for me

Like a pagan god, forgotten

I never thought I could be