When will horror end? <br />I’ve killed my only friend. <br />Dying in the park. <br />Can't see past the dark. <br />I want to face the fact. <br />But my heart is black. <br />I'm hanging from a tree. <br />From guilt, death set me. <br />free.<br /><br />Aidan Ross<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/guilt-redux/
