Thinking

A heavy mind, A trampled heart

Inside, my soul is dead

The clouded mind, And beaten heart

Result in a life misled

And in that life, The constant thoughts

Ofan easy way to end the pain

And in the death, Of that life

The soul once dead suffers again

Just by thinking of commiting the haness act

I am

and just by knowing that I could do it and not look back

Just by wishing for constantly for a way out

Just by thinking........I am

For each time, I think of it

A part of my mind weakens

And soon that mind, So weakened

Cracks and I comit the deadly sin

The sin for which, I cant repent

The killing of an innocent

And in the world, After this life

Im forced to live and can never die

And still the thought, Of my past life

Will be with me forever more

And in my thoughts, My mind will scorn

Loss of the life i had, From which i was torn

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