Here I sit alone once more <br />on tainted ground and darkend floor, <br />Just waiting for another chance <br />to stand again and take my stance. <br /> <br />With gritted teeth and stone cold heart <br />hoping again to play my part, <br />To break the spirits and souls of who <br />have tormented me because they wanted to. <br /> <br />Soon will come when i show them how <br />this is the place and the time is now, <br />For all of those who taunt me more <br />youre time is up get ready for war. <br /> <br />Head down low, and eyes wide open <br />stand in the line and hold onto youre token, <br />When it all starts there will be no end <br />dont bother with a sorry youre not my friend. <br /> <br />So now the line is left with two <br />one of them is me and im coming for you <br />Cant run you cant hide and thers no one to tell <br />you cant put fear in me ive been living in hell.<br /><br />Rees Millstead<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-its-time-its-your-time/
