This Dying Cowboy

by Chaotic Insomnia

A little poem in Spike's POV about the things constatly going through his mind. I admit, it didn't come out the way I wanted it to, but it's still good. R&R.

Disclaimer: I do not own Spike from Cowboy Bebop. As a matter of fact, I don't any part of that show. I just own this really bad poem. I wish I did, though. Enjoy it anyways.

I've died and died again

But I keep on returning

When will I eternally sleep?

Because I can feel my body burning

My flesh keeps walking on

Withouta soul to guide it

There's a voice screaming in my head

And I can no longer hide it

I live my life so recklessly

Hoping to get caught up in it all

Then why am I still here?

Why did I survive such a deadly fall?

Everyone has this image of me

They think they know everything I am

But if they only knew that

Deep inside I'm a dying man

That's it. Hope you guys review. Any suggestions or praises or anything, just say it. Check you guys later.