Dying Poem by Toni Frye

Feels like i'm on the outside looking in, trying to find who i am within.
Take a gun and shoot me dead, kill the girl who hangs on to threads.
Darkness is all i see, no light in sight from miles around, dig a whole and put me in the ground.
Don't forget to lay a rose upon my casket, and put all my dreams in a heart shaped basket.
Put my name on that granite stone, and say goodbye for i am not alone.
For there is no more shame, my death is only mine to blame.

Toni Frye