What have I done my friend, my lover
What have I done my bretheren, my brother
An act of rage, of deep regret
I know not what I did, not now, not yet
I thought of things that shouldn't be
I thought of you, I thought of we
What I have done shant be undone
I did it now, no where to run
I take my life for what I did
I take my life because I hid
What did I do to make this so
Now it is my time to...
this is a really good poem. i sometimes ask myself the
same questions about things i have done to people that
ment the most to me...
keep writing!
maggie