Guilty

They know it’s me

It’ll be confirmed soon

Maybe not today

Or tomorrow

Or next week

But I must watch behind me

Had I known of this borrowed time I would have used it more wisely

Bettered myself

Into the person who never would have done this

Now I see the writing on the wall

The fire burns deep in the pit of my innards

Clammy, sweaty hands

An exhausted and overworked mind

What will it look like

When they finally come for me

Alter my fate

All that is left is to tell as many people as possible how much I love them

Thank them for their friendship and endearment

For I am unlikely to see them again

Author: Whipped Owl

Writer Musician Historian Sportsman Loner

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