Trying to write this poem now
I write,
Close this last chapter and I write.
I've been trying to find a way,
But god will give me none.
Now I say god because I'm programmed to,
But I don't think there's one,
Kids are running loose,
There's hands are on a gun,
Trying to forget this pain now
I write,
I was raised to live my life,
but I can't see none
They've left me to rot
And they know that they have won.
They're hanging up the noose now,
I still see no holy one.
I'm trying to leave this behind
I write,
I'm closing this last chapter now.
I thought I could change,
But now i realize this,
I felt I could make it on my own
And create my Fate undone,
But now I see that my fate
Is in the hands of another one.
They're kicking out the chair now.
I'm waiting for the end.
I write,
