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
