The Way

Found the way,
driving to my home.
Home?
No longer where i stay,
but in the fountain,
that keeps,
my smile in place.

Found the way,
looking out,
into the sky.
Found the way,
sniping at me,
SVD glint to my eye.
Scoped blood out,
to the floor dripping,
screams as the warm bullet,
reached my heart.

Found the way,
as i lay, in a ditch,
looking up to see,
my slayer looking,
down at her prey.
Found the way,
in the kiss given,
from the Glock,
thrust to my head.
throbbing love's touch,
in her face,
as the sniper's bullet,
took away,
my final journey.



Poetry by Razel Davies
Read 566 times
Written on 2006-03-15 at 22:34

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