Depths of the Lake

Ive been through so much,

Its to much to take,

I’ll try to kill myself,

At the bottom of the lake.

I find a weight,

And a thick rope,

Tie it to my ankle,

And jump off the boat.

As my head throbs,

As I sink to the lakes floor,

I hilusinate a house,

And open the door.

I see two men fighting,

One dressed dark,

And one dressed light,

So i go to the one thats NOT in white.

He said hes taking me to hell,

And I have to be his wife,

Next i know,

Im on the earth with another human life.

Becca

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By The Evil Cheezman

Purveyor of sacred truths and purloined letters; literary acrobat; spiritual godson of Edgar Allan Poe, P.T. Barnum, and Ed Wood; WAYNE MILLER is the head architect of EVIL CHEEZ PRODUCTIONS, serving up the finest in entertainment and edification for the stage, the page, and the twain screens, silver and computer. He is the axe-murderer who once met Andy Griffith.