A MERE OUTSIDER

Stinging tears caress my cheek

Fogging my eyes- empty, bleak

My broken heart stops in my chest

Leaving that hole- the soul I possessed.

Covering my vision, blanket of darkness

Taking my life-a life without purpose.

Crimson liquid running down my face

Competing with tears in a pointless race.

This life of mine will be no loss

A mere Outsider radiating chaos.

Pain of a bullet barely compares

To my aching heart, my haunting nightmares.

An end to over-whelming sadness, to my horrid torture

Screams and shy whimpers leave me unsure.

I ended my pain, but did I add to theirs'?

Another heart ache for my fellow Greasers to bear.

My mind drifts, my frown slowly dissipates

My values remain in the past, as do my mistakes.

I smile softly as I close my eyes

Deaf to the Greasers' endless cries.

For I'll be reunited with the one I love

My beloved, sweet Johnny waiting above.

Fukafukashita

4/13/2007