FIRST-DEGREE MURDER (From my journal "OUTSIDE LOOKING IN")
by Ayesha
I feel knife blades,
pointed steel
opening up within me,
twisting and turning
piercing cold, and razor sharp--
savagely ripping
my soul, my heart
into millions of shredded ebony pieces--
bleeding internal, excessively
bleeding inside of myself
until life is no more.
betrayed by you
and slain by your hateful white lies,
my destined end,
I am no more...
I thought you were my friend.