April's Fools

Days keep passing
No sign of you ever returning back
Again
Decaying bodies
Not a single care
Cause she wants to go home
She needs to go
Home

I swear I heard a sound
Coming from the outside of my room
And you’re not in the hallway
It’s raining on the ceiling
All things will go on
Falling into the arms of sorrow
Lying in my bed waiting until tomorrow

Holding her hands
And looking through her eyes
Everything will be alright
That’s the last thing she told me
Before she died