78: My Funeral

I Sit In The Park Where I Dwell, For This Girl I Love So Well.
She Took My Heart Away From Me, Now She Wants To Set Me Free.
I See Her With A Guy; She Dos Things With Him She Never Did For Me.
I Ran Home To My Bed, Not A Tear Nor Word Was Said.
Mother Came Home Late That Night; She Looked At Me As Tears Fall.
They Saw Me Hanging From A Rope; Dad Took A Knife To Cut Me Down.
And On My Hand A Note Was Found.

A Poem In Blood It Was

In My Hand A Poem Was Found

In My Last Few Moments.
As I Bleed Out,
How Curl This World My Be.
Don't Give Up Hope.
Like I Am About To Do.
I Want You All 2 No,
I Love You All.
And My Girl To Know,
In My Few Last Dark Moments,
I Still Love Her So Well.
I Wish I Could Have Stayed,
By Your Side.
For I Loved You So Well.
Please For Give Me For What Im About To Do,
For I See;
There's No Room Left For Me.
Tell Her I Loved Her Well.
This Shall Be,
My Last Farwell
In My Grave
Dig It Deep
Dig My Grave
From Head To Feet.

As They Read It Over, From Top To Bottom.
For They Read In Shock, Not Seeing This Coming.
They Wish, They Should Have Seen.
What Was So Wrong, For When I Ran To My Room.
At My Funereal Tears Of Pain. As Every One Watching Me Go Down.
They Toss Black Roses Down. As They Put Me To The Ground.
As They Put There Heads Down, They Pray In Silence.
For The Loss Of Me. They Pray I Rest In Peace.
As They Walk Away From The Funereal.
They Forget Me All. They Go On There Life's, Like If Nothing Happened At All...