In His Memory Poem by Chey Tru Love

I was broken by the shot you took at me
I fell to the ground gasping at my last breath
I wanted to stay there but soon my face grew cold
From the tears that traced upon my cheeks
Where now drying up
I felt helpless, my legs wouldn't moved
I felt paralyzed and lost in the dark I'd laid in
But it was so difficult to think I was here now
Not in a happy place, where the grass grew green
I wanted to be in something like a Hollywood movie scene
But the case I was in seem more suicidal
It didn't comfort me but it brought out my fears
I can't believe he shot at me
After all these years
My eyes are now blank
My chest rising steadily even though I had died inside
I wanted to be back brought to life
I wanted someone to revive me
But the brisk full wind coming past be clarified
That I was all alone I would never be found
My soul my spirit had been broken
And so there I lay till morning
The sun shone on my face
I thought I saw someone come for me
The brightness woke me up
From my face was now shown pale
The darkness for the night before had drifted
So I arose, weak but not scared anymore
I made it through the night
Now he was going to get his
My revenge would be so mutilating
It would penetrate his heart and soul
Violate his dreams
And forever I would be in his memory