Poem

Sure as hell
Don't know what to say
Lost and confused
But I'm okay
I'll just pretend
Not to look that way
And see the things
That blind me with tears
Tearing to shreds
The cherished last
Pieces of my sad little world
Sticking to my fingers
With the last drops of my blood
Reminding me vividly
Of my own vile death
And flogging me endlessly
With my own
Painful memories.