Die Alone

Death loss lonely

His body was growing cold,

his life finally unraveled,

and was starting to unfold,

he had been shot twice,

in the upper torso,

the night weeping,

and the blood seeping

onto the pavement

staining the tossed cigarette butts,

in a dirty alley.

He thought " What a way to die?"

The air was dry, he closed his eyes,

and no loved ones around asking why?

He should have been at home,

instead he chose to roam,

and because of it,

he now is left to die alone.

Reviews

[CourtNny]

This reminded me of my cousin. I know you don't care to hear his background story but since you know why you wrote this and where it came from, I highly doubt I need to fill you in. Another great write from you, my friend.

[Poeticpiers]

Graphic ,stark and very much to the point A cautionary tale to take heed of