Operator X
"Strawberry"
A plea for help
Falls on deaf ears.
A starving child
Cries for help.
Weak, defenseless,
Cold, naked.
Rain falls from the skies
Covering the grass in wet.
Lilacs bend under the weight;
Like a tired slaves back
Bowed from his burden.
A rape victim bleeds in an alley,
Maggots feed on his wounds.
His blood streams into a puddle,
Mixing with the rain.
"Lost"
I lost today at this losing game.
Success has failed me yet again.
In my pride I feel much pain.
I must stop losing this losing game.
I lost a fight with myself.
Myself and I, no one else.
No friends were there to give me help.
In this fight against myself.
I lost a battle of the heart.
Of the rewards I'll have no part.
The pain I feel is very sharp.
I fall to my knees holding my heart.
I lost a contest of two wills.
Seeing if I could resist those pills.
I'm now beset by terrible chills.
I've succumbed to death in a contest of wills.
