Tuesday, 10 February 2015

Sorry!

Persuaded to perceive what I have not achieved, life full of ambition a dream leading to inadequacy, nothing to show for a life's long legacy. Hurt and ashamed  of a sinful youth, fading to nothing, long in the tooth. A blank space, a darkened room. A rope or a chain tied from the roof
Quick and easy just a kick of a chair.
Over it goes, I am no longer there. 
Feel it tighten around my neck
The last thoughts on my mind
Oh bloody hell, Heck!!.

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