Dead

• Samantha Cullen, Grade 11
• Poetry
• 2018

Guilt is dwindling, now rekindling,
Taking over my brain, it has caused me great pain,
Don't leave me here with the pain that I fear.
The despair I find hidden deep within my mind,
Will soon arise and claim its prize.
You still hide in the shadows though it was three years ago!
Leave me in peace for you are deceased.
The pain you felt has already been dealt.
So leave me be, it is my decree.
My time will come, I already feel numb.
To leave this world where I will be hurled,
Into the depths below without a form of a glow.
Within an oubliette, your revenge will be sweet.
But hear me, Spirit!
Taking me before my time will be your last crime.
Get out of my head, or you'll wind up dead.