((NOTE: Do not be alarmed when you read this. I don't have any intention of killing myself or others. It was suposed to be an ok poem that turn out....well... you'll see when you read it. Believe it or not, this was what my Enlish assinment turned into. ^^' enjoy?))
I stand, silently.
When i look around,
I see frightened faces,
Staring at me, in shock.
A woman cries out, "NO!"
I look ahead to see the women,
Crying over a man,
Who was laid on the ground, motionless.
The beauty of red blood
Began to inch slowly toward me
From beneath the man.
I clenched my fists.
I was mad that someone
Would attempt to kill another.
As i clentched my fists,
I felt something in my right hand.
I looked down to see a gun in my hand.
My face turned pale as Guitl's hating hands
wrapped around my meck and squeazed.
Guily slowly took over came my body.
I felt the gun against my temple.
"Forgive Me." My last words.
 lost in hopes · Sat Feb 07, 2009 @ 04:11am · 0 Comments |
