On This Night

by TheVampire   Nov 29, 2010


This Civil War,
this suicide,
on this night,
I will die.

This remorse,
This pain,
on this night,
I will remain.

This reality,
this dream,
on this night,
I'll come clean.

Now I must decide,
die Civil War or suicide.
Or I must force,
live with pain or remorse.

This decision,
this choice,
on this night,
I have a voice.

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments