For the past couple of weeks we have been working on ballads. And for the past 2 weeks we have been writing our own ballads.
This is my ballad.
Enjoy.
In a world that was empty, where nothing else will exist,
I was born and for eons I wished,
That I would face the sweet release of death,
I prayed “Dear God, make me take my last breath.”
One day I could sense that someone else was near,
The soul of something that used to live here,
I really needed a friend so badly,
So I made it a vessel out of junk and metal gladly.
I motioned it towards the doll of junk,
I clapped for it to come over and it walked as if it were drunk,
As time went by it got used to moving around,
but I got weaker and weaker and I fell to the ground.
My stomach was empty and my lips were dry,
the pain got worse and I started to cry,
an ocean of tears ran down my cheek,
the pain grew stronger I had reached my peak.
I said goodbye,
I don’t know why,
My eyes closed and never opened again,
And that day I left my only friend.