Life Poem by ryanne askar

roses reminding me of blood stains
thinking of the life i took
thinking 'that could f been someone's son'
to myself
regretting what I've done
not knowing of my future or past
im stuck in the middle
the middle of nowhere
its the beginning of the end
end the of the beginning
i've got nowhere to go or hid
no friends to relay on
no family to look back on
and no past to think of
nor a future to look forward to