It's been a terrible day and crying doesnt seem to help much


This one wish

If feels my head is below a guillotine,
My eyes staring at the crowd.....
The chanting crowd with their bloodthirsty eyes.
Then I wonder how this came to be
That I
A once innocent soul
Got caught up in this vicious cycle
How I could embrace hate
Malice and deceit
Why I let the poison course my veins
When I knew better what path to follow

I am not denying my wrong
Neither do I dispute justice for putting my head
Below a giant cascading blade
While my hands are in helpless stocks
For some reason I wish it ends now
The frustration, the confusion, the heartbeat
I think I am weary and tired
And the taunting makes it worse.
This one moment I ask that I be allowed
To die in peace.





Poetry by she
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Written on 2007-06-27 at 13:50

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