Sep 21, 2005 22:49
Snow Tinged with Red
Joey Fazzino
How can I change tomorrow if I can’t change today…
As I laid my cold hearted hands over his chest feeling his heart beat slowly fade away, I found myself with out a sound, motionless. I was alone. No one else knew what had happened that cold December night except me. It was gently snowing. Snow so ill fated it made your heart feel useless. I knew what I had done and I couldn’t take it. I felt as if I should do something, tell someone, but silence was ringing in my ears. No one was in sight, not even me…
It's what you get when you tell me to change. You worthless peice of shit