A burning in my head
an emptiness in my soul
a self inflicted hang man’s fate
reprees surround me others unstrapped from their chairs
a field of empty crucifixes surrounds me
and the vultures still swarm overhead
I had a life in my world a hope splattered with dreams
but it has changed
capital punishment for criminal acts
I haven’t denied what I committed
still I’ve yet to be sentenced
but I have more than punished myself for the act
still judgment evades me
and nothings ever clear
all I ask is that you read my appeal