hands locked together in fear you may keep me, until i sear the thrill i once felt, the sword hanging over my head hold me, and fade away, and lie dead i ask for mercy, finding none my life ending fast, my job about done its your name in my sleep that i call i wonder what would happen if i should fall and i weep, asking where did i go wrong was it when my friend loaded up his first bong or when i kissed another for the first it could be worse and when i began to walk sell my services like David Falk it was there that wrong became right for ive always loved to go out at night i hate to lie and say i love you for it has always been to another that i was true and as i lied and cheated and spun my tales and ran around town like the prince of wales i can't say that there's anything i regret and then i began to be cement set in my ways as long the days and simon says crime pays can you hold this for a sec? and i will be me at lane tech it wasn't my fault, at all, at all and at that last step, i think: i hold the key, but its now pink and i shall now fallBirth sign: Aries
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