The End

Just The End

The End

 

How Should He Do It?

He Sits Alone;

On The Kitchen Floor.

Waiting ...

Waiting ...

He Takes On Final,

Drink Of Scotch.

All The Lives He Has Tooken,

The People He's Hurt.

He Starts To Cry,

Now He Knows How To Die.

He Picks Up His Drink,

And An Old Dish Towel.

A Fire Starts In His Heart,

And Then In His House.

He Starts To Laugh As The Fire,

Surrounds Him.

He Stands Up,

Looks All Around.

The Fire Comes Closer,

He Falls Down On His Knees.

And Yells To His God,

"The Fires Of Hell Will Purge Me Clean!"

And Through The Fire Came A Man In Red,

He Looked At The Man And Then He Said ...

"If You Wanna See Hell then Step Right On Through

But I Warn You He Who Enters Here Never Comes Out"

The Man Stood Up ...

He Had Nothing To Live For,

No One To Love,

So Through The Fire He Steped,

And That Was ...

 

The End

 

 

 

Author's Note

lol i just like fire

Reviews

[Fear Corrupts!]

wow. this is good. Moe, didn't think you could write like this. uhm, but advice from me, i suggest you continue writing your comedy poems!! they make me laugh. i need to laugh. trust me. ;) Congrats though, this is good.

[ABBY]

if you like fire then why dont you write about fire.lol. i was good overall. very meaningful......what does it mean