I wish I could remember
The day it began
Perhaps I could have stopped it in it's tracks
But instead
I was laying
Fantasizing about my own death
Revenge perhaps
I wanted to be known
Oh so very bad
I had BEGGED with my subconscious
Pleaded with my will power
I
Wanted
To
D
I
E
So very bad
To
F
A
L
L
From grace with a bitter
F
I
N
E
S
S
To
F
A
L
L
Fall
Fall.
YOU ARE READING
Milk
Poetry~Childlike poetry from a childlike author.~ Poetry for the next generation. "The leaves They fell And hit the ground with a familiar thud Thud Thud Thud" *Viewer discretion is advised. Despite the title, Milk may contain themes some may fi...
