i lie shivering in the bed of nails i have been forced to lie down on, thinking bout the game that just went on out of sight, out of mind, thats how i feel im gone away, as i begin to die inside i scream silently too early! too early! too early! too early! my soul begins to rise and float away, the monsters come when they are sure i have died and i am dead my soul rises, and i fly near the place which i once called home. a darkness rises and takes me by the throat and leaves me choking in agony ive died, im going to heaven station and i cry ghostly tears streaming down my face as i recall the laughter that once passed through my lips, with my people and my papers and all i wanted i committed suicide, and as i feared hey, im gone away for to stay, with game being run by me to keep out of hell,and it may not work as the tears flow freely i turn away and fly home.
Reason for writing:
fear. i await my suicide that seems to be coming
Birth sign: Aries
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