To Whom It May Concern. Poem by Amburraye Sanchez

-too many things left unsaid,
-keep thinking about this and i'll wind up dead.
-wish i could go back to that one time, one place
-looking back now i only see your face.
-i loved you once, but now thats all forgotten.
-the love was grand, then turned rotten.
-i swollowed the knife,
-ending our life.
-looking back now,
-wondering how;
-how i could have been so blind
-you were in the front, i was forever left behind.
-you cheated,
-i cheated.
-you cried,
-and it felt like i died.
-you had that hold on me
-some kind of control over me.
-i wish i could go back, to that one place one time
-and tell you this rhyme.