I sit on the old park bench
waiting for a friend
a cold wind blows
causing me to shiver
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I like this, very brutally honest...I write similar dark stuff as well. Nice message of forgiveness for the attacker at the end.
Profanisaurus, i don't get the tie in between the title and the text of the poem. but i like each separately. fist of all, i wouldn't be part of such a gang. my gang might steal candy from babies.............. unless the babies were too big to handle. another fine poem, but i'd like a bit of humor/humour in it. ok, just kidding! Julia refers to your poem as dark, and it IS, but it has light at the end of the tunnel. good show, old chap! bri :)