Dead & Gone Poem by Ryan Rhoades

Crimson blood pouring from veins
No one to blame but you
None left for you to lend your troubles to

None to care whether
You lay to the tracks tethered

Not a soul around to hear a sound
As your bound to the ground
You'll never be found

Not a soul around to here you utter
Faint murder screams
Only making birds flutter

And as you see life leave
The only thing to conceive
Is why, because I'm the nicest guy
Who'll never hurt you as I let you die

Dead and gone are the thoughts I've had
Of a life lived together, thoughts how I'd never be sad

Or mad for that fact, but the thought soon fled at first blood shed
Knew then that was your tact

To get me to change
To try and rearrange
A perfect life I had built
Like a beach house with only one stilt

I'll love you, till the day you die