Go On Ahead

This is a poem I wrote when I was feeling down because of one person. Although it seams to be morbid it is about winning by letting their own guilt destroy the sole. When life is over many of the hurts we suffer will come to an end and we hold the fate of others soles in ourselves. But in doing so we also stand a chance that one of those that have hurt us has changed and become free of the guilt and so if we hold against them what they have done to us and they are free of the guilt then we hold guilt in ourselves and destroy our own chance for redemption.

Man of destruction

Why don't you know

Hell is in the living

And death comes to slow

Your hands around my neck

Go ahead and squeeze

I'll smile at you

while my life leaves

The tear in your eye

It's all a lie

You enjoy killing

Find it fulfilling

So go on ahead

I'm already dead

Let go of the rope

Life's a fucking joke

So man of destruction

Now you feel alive

You have ended my hell

All my madness has died

Let go of my limp body

You shake from the thrill

The smile on my face

It gives you a chill

Man of self destruction

Hell's found you dead

Life not worth living

Death filled your head

You feel your body fall

All your life let loose

Join us where we live

Leave behind your noose

September 22, 1994