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Peter's Sonnet

Never saw it coming
Never said that I'd be here
And if I could do something
My choice would be to dissappear

I never wanted blood baths
I only wanted my own place
I took the only ‘safe path’
Now I don’t recognize my face

I’m dying rather slowly
My soul is freezing at the core
I’ve become a servent, lowly
God knows I can’t take this much more

What makes me even more ashamed
Is that there’s only me to blame