The darkness fades As the light comes through...
She pictures her death,
her bitter sweet death...
I watch you;
The fluctuating curve of your lip...
It's okay my secret lover,
I forgot you were in color...
Lying alone in a plain cold room
too afraid to move even speak...
I've learned to write poetry after my death
six years back...
Is it abnormal to seek death?
Perhaps it's an aberration...
These war-filled hands have seen many a fight.
These war filled hands have brought scorn and...
HOW COULD HE HAVE DONE THIS
FOR I WAS JUST 5 OR 6...
She got taken last night,
by creatures of the dark...
(Distraught, erratic images originate
exchanging glances, they recriminate...
(Distraught, erratic images originate
exchanging glances, they recriminate...