Alas...! It shall be the first of my poetry.
Kill me you heartless life.
Do it quick before me mind
realizes what's going on.
Take away the pain, the
blood that drips from my
memories. The sorrow filled
tears that drench my cheeks
as I run from this path I used
to follow so willingly. A dolt I was
walking down this path with
such a happy dimeanor. Knowing not
that the gleeful life that I kept so close
would become a target to others that
saw me.
No more. Rip this heart from my chest
as I breath my last breath in life. Only
to be set free in a puddle of blood.
[10:36 PM//In Indiana//
Tuesday 9/19/06]