Never Ready Poem by Shastina McElmurry

Living today not ready for tomarrow.
The feelings of life nothing but sarrow.
The pain remains in the soul.
In the heart an incomplete hole.
Taking life one step at a time.
Comiting suicide as a crime.
Living to be only 15 yrs old.
The wings of an angel so ice cold.
Being yourself feeling so small.
Unlike your friends your breaking the law.
Living in a world of nothing but hate.
Then after a while you loose your fate.
sooner or later you loose your breath.
Then after that you experience death.