Final Words

by Beth   Nov 20, 2005


I'M awaiting my sentence of death.
and I'm cot gonna catch my final breath.

I want to run away
in this house of hatred i can not stay.

kill me now
because to you i will not bow.

no matter what i say
it wont change your mined ethier way.

your hurt me verbally.
but id rather you do it physically.

I'm waiting here so i can die.
because all you think is that i lie.

dont worrie about killing me.
i will do it soon enough you will see.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Skai

    Hey, nice poem, thanks for the comment in mines, keep up the good work, and keep writing, its a gift,