The green mile(my version of the ending)

I am sitting in angst
as i look as i look at you
i see the burning in your eyes

that gaze into my soul
those eyes are looking at me as if they know
know of my past and my works
the man before just stares at me from across

the room where he sits
in his chair trying to act all professional
i think he wants me to reveal my secrets
the ones i hide in great shame

i don't want to have to talk to this man
i do not know him
he trys to be my friend but i push him away
everyday after 45 minutes
he says i will see you at tomorrows session

i guards come and they escort me to the main hall
where they take me back to my cell
i sit on the bed staring at the ceiling wondering why am i really here

i didn't do anything wrong except try to help those little girls but they were already dead.my thoughts are interrupted by a clank on the bars of my cell
i see to men who take me to a room with a big chair

with all these weird gadgets
they tell me to sit in the chair and i do
after that they strap my arms down and my feet to the floor
one wets a sponge and puts it on my head

and then straps a helmet thing to my head also
then a man stands before me talking about if i have any last words
then he instructs a man to pull the lever
he does and i am shocked by so many volts of

electricity
At exactly 12:00 in the morning,
November,12,1937 i John Coffey
was pronounced dead
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my rendition to the ending of the green mile, hope you like it