Dear Reader. Written In my English class, pencil and paper, off the top of my head.

Dear Reader

12/11/2020

 my head is filled with sorrow

for what will be tomorrow

its gray today

i cannot stay

i sing this song and wallow

my brain is stained

with blood soaked taint

this day will end

to death I commend

for who is here to save me

what am I

but here to die

and live in fear

again I lie

theres acid rain

this wretched game

and im the one to blame

god has died

my faith is dried

jesus bleeds to bless my life

and I cant live to see that

goodbye my friends

this is the end

tomorrow will come

and i'll be gone

the sun will rise again

gods greatful rays

wont reach my eyes

my mind is blank

others faint

my end was mere predicted

I miss you mom

I miss you dad

I now renew this vow

I love you,

I love you,

I love you,

I love you,

Im sorry,

lord forgive me...