The Other Side
by Patrick Mulvihill
Let me tell you a story of a soul
Lost, alone, with no control
He walked alone
Until one day he stumbled down
to a world devoid of light and sound
Locked away from yesterday
to dwell forever, waste away
A world of his own design
that he called the Other Side.
And from the dark he called to home
He begged to return where the sun still shone
But no one tried to reach his crooked mind
His call echoed and died
But no one cried 'cause he was on the Other Side.
And when the dark closed in and swept around
The tombstone smothered every sound
His world caved in and the ground gave way
His coffin fell and fell for days
So he closed his eyes
And slept in the Other Side.
That is my lyrical piece. The Other Side not only symbolizes death, but also the realm of the outcast and the forgotten.
