Head Down Poem by Ray Mesa

I won't die untill you apoligize
Won't Die untill you Die
Oh Jesus, Oh Judas
My Moods
Are permently abused
You laugh, You are imaturely amused
If karma don't get you, I just might will
I used to love you, I got over that with the help of pills
I'm stuck in a sinking trap
While your're watching on top of a hill
I'm stuck in a forset without a map
While you watching from a windmill

there's a knife in my back
It has been pushed in so many times
There's a wound across my chest
That's been opened many differnt hours
Oh but this knife, How it lacks
It can't hide it's crime
This wound, It's creater I won't confess
Sarah, This scar is mine and ours

You walk a fine line
Between alive and dead
Your eyes are putrid, Your lips taste like molding slime
Mine and his
Your lungs rot away like mist
The only thing you are is motionless bliss
Put your head down
Hold onto the ground
Ignore the background
And stop scracthing my knees
I can't hear you, I hear no plead
If I plant a seed
It won't be in your grass and weeds
Now don't try to be brave
Shut up and get in the grave

She's dead, She's dead to me
I no longer feel pain or bleed
My anger has nothing left to feed
I am whole, I am free
I am alive and I am me

You left me, So don't try to call
Kiss me or try to fallow me in the halls
And If I see you near the Rosemary Park or inside the mall
I'll rip out your lungs
Breathe into the songs I've ignored
You don't belong
Keep walking past the water shore
Don't turn around
It'll just hurt more
Keep walking off shore
Ignore the crowd
Keep walking