a dagger twists so deep in my head
my blood is flowing as I drop on my bed
I hate this life and just want to die
you need not know why

I've been this way since I was born
before I could talk a christian sworn
I never said yes I belive in god
I didn't even try to nod

now I am dead and not going to heaven
I've benn wanting to die since I was seven
but I'm not going down to hell
now that I'm rotting I feel well

-The Poet