The Last Decision
As your blood slowly pours from your arm Onto my lifeless body You begin to cry Do you realize what you have done now? Do you realize what your fear caused? It caused our death Or do you simply want to prove a point? To get back at the world Who was so mean? For you to cause this? Was it me who was always there? Or was it him who hurt you so bad You had to hurt others? What is the color of your soul? It’s not white and pure Like I had wished It is a black from the depths of hell It’s so resonated Nothing could compare Don’t you see? I had to get out of it all To set my body free of your torture I was left with no other decision Are you aware of what you did? You caused pain unlike any other Look at what you are left with Nothing The decision of death Because of mine The last decision Your decisionone of the poems eric wrote Written January 9th, 2002 © on Jan 09 2002 09:17 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"As your blood slowly pours from your arm..."