I open my eyes, as if for the first time <br />where am I? <br />this looks so familiar <br />a dark place, with a williow tree drapping over me <br />a creek running by me <br />I don't see anyone else <br />when I look in the creek <br />I see the moons reflection <br />I look up to get a glimps of her <br />but I see something suspended from the tree <br />I walk towards it <br />it appears to be a girl <br />I grab and spin her body <br />it smells like she's been here awhile <br />I dropp to my knee's <br />as the tears become endless <br />I know where I am now <br />I know what I've done <br />I know this girl <br />I am her, she is me.<br /><br />Dakota Ellerton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-m-the-saint-of-sinners/
