By Seth Miles
Hanging from the huge tree,
My body mangled.
As they cut me down I feel trapped,
Trapped between the way of light And the trail of darkness.
This will be my eternity I chose to take my life.
A life only half lived The stresses of life,
The drugs, my only salvation I lived in a life of darkness.
Only vaguely seeing light,
Nobody love me.
And still nobody does.
All I wanted was acceptance and love,
But all I found was loneliness and distrust.
As they carry my youthful body away,
They are thinking, what a waste of such a young boy.
If only we knew,
If only we cared,
I needed love.
I found sympathy instead.
For I died alone,
And alone I stay.....