Monday, September 6, 2010
The Last Note
Now as he lays down to sleep.
he prays his heart will cease to weep.
though his heart may be dead.
he cant rid the thoughts in his head.
the pain and anguish in which he's felt.
his soul to the devil he has dealt.
doomed to hell for all eternity.
he hopes his heart might possibly see.
love is lost from his empty life.
as he holds the steel bladed knife.
he thinks again about what he is doing.
he realizes how his life is going.
he screws anything and everything up.
as he digs in and sharply cuts.
slowly he bleeds, his life is done.
will anyone miss him when hes gone?