john

My Last Riddle

Pay attention now

The words are the key.

I’ll spill my heart

For you to see.

I fear but one thing

That being the same as;

I do but one thing for myself.

And very soon all will know.

But first,

Here is the path that I have made

Into memories I go.

I’ll share one you should know…

Dark.

Cold.

And all alone.

Trapped in a world unknown

Not my own.

I fear that one thing

I do for myself

Hence

This bullet…

That is mine...

Is just that.