bars like bone.
Misery is the world out there.
I no longer want to be anywhere.
A cold concrete room with broken lights.
A man with a white collar
reading my last rights.
A boy, that became a man too fast.
These are flashes from my short past.
Growing, loving, having time,
I wish I had more.
These thoughts are mine,
as I walk down the last corridor.
Punishment, is this fair?
Then I saw it, the worlds most
I sat down deliriously.
My family never even liked me
then they yelled lock it.
About 30 seconds later my eyeballs
popped from their sockets.
Floating and thinking who is to blame?
Quickly getting closer to a fiery flame.
Leaving this world of Loving and Hating,
to meet my Maker who has been waiting....~L.t
-L A M E M A N S T E R M S-