not the real me

Written by: ian schnitzler

descised as someone I'm not
praying on my hands and knees for forgiveness for the people that i have shot 
the lives that i have taken 
the families that i have destroyed
the path that i have chosen puts my whole family in danger
the thoughts of ever being able to be me again are decaying beneath my feet
burning of hell runs through my mind as my legs become weak and my life becomes short
i am not a man nor considered a human being
i am a failure, 
a disappointment  to us all