Poem: Court Case Diary
Created | Updated Mar 16, 2006
Court Case Diary
If i dont harm i will not cope.
Ill panic and cry, drink and smoke.
Ill remember what must be forgotten,
And end up with my soul shattered and broken.
If i do harm ill feel the release,
Calm and collected; finally some peace.
Ill be punished for all i have done.
Karma satisfied, a new chance begun.
If i dont harm ill be set free.
This addiction is destroying me.
Friends and family worries relieved
And ill be able to wear short sleeves.
I am weak so give in to the knife.
Each scar is a victory for life.
Its blood i cry instead of tears
And ill live in this hell for years.