YESTERDAY

Yesterday I cried for myself.
Yesterday I cried for my parents.
Yesterday I looked away from my brothers.
And wished I'd never been born.

I looked down, at the flower in my hand,
and wished that I could give it to Katie,
and say I'm sorry,
without ever looking up,
And then fade away.

Copyright Š2004 Ashi Shadow 5/11/04 on Katie, after a fight, I called back late in the night and asked her to rate me on a scale of -10 to 10, just wanting to be above 0 because... I was feeling... well, like in the poem. Like I wished I'd never existed, basically. And wanted to disappear from existance since... *shrug* If I wasn't good for her.- (or for anyone else, for that matter).