To Whom It May Concern

Ode to you my dearest friend, who stood with me when times were black
I never wanted to offend, but now I've gone and can't come back.
Praise to you my confidant, I needed you to understand.
Into the grave I now descend, my life erased by my own hand.

by Doom and Gloom Click to read full poem

Comments (2)

I REALLY LOVED 'this mortal coil' IT WOULD BE A GOOD NAME FOR...., , .... A HAMBURGER STAND lol anywa.....y.... how did you add amy i want to add her i love her. and i know she loves me. forever. we love. *************please read and review my poems please **********************
Truly enjoyed this read, it has a hidden feeling of direct suttlety