Crush Me Please.. Poem by Eric Elliott

I remember a time not long ago
the air was cold
the ground trapped by snow
my friends sat and told

stories of what was to be
them dying
killed by me
they told of the kids crying

I see now a warm day
heated by dismay
the bodies of once friends I stand upon
in my broken city I stand alone

in or out of burning buildings I roam
looking for the place my soul calls home
I know for my sins I must try to atone

the bodies of children I pass
I hope form my chaos they are free at last

many families I found
body apart on the ground

Only one did I see alive
he I needed for this darkness to thrive

then Zach stood in my way
he only said 'I’ll end your evil today.'

I said nothing more then this

'In death I know I will find no peace, so crush me please.'