not knowing that his life is already been torn.
He was challanged in everything was unfair,
knowone knew it caused him not to care.
As he moved from place to place,
knowone ever saw the mean under his face.
As time went by and things go worse,
he found out he had the curse.
He took the path that didn't go two ways,
After that it has been rainy days.
He was corrupt and then he saw the light,
then it dimed out cause he started a fight.
He spent three years of his life living in a
wooden cell,
So he kicked back and said only time will tell.
Everything was going great but he ran out of time,
So he put a hole in his head about the size of a dime.
D. AUSTIN QUEHL (11/1993)
I accuse you to be the one with hate.
Knowing that it ats me everyday,
I look into your eye not knowing what to say.
It hurts so bad just to know,
that i love you so much it's hard for me to show.
I want to tell you but i am afraid you'll leave,
pain in my heart eats up my sleeve.
To regret something I wish i never did,
but without regret you are a little kid.
Your heart so fragile and soft,
I would be afraid you would cut me off.
a feeling of hurt just as powerful as love,
bad things happen and god watches above.
Wanting to tell you the truth,
But scared you no longer love me and listen to doctor Ruth.
For love hurts and leaves its marks,
the pain lies in your head and in your heart.
You make my mistake and i forgive,
cause this feeling me wanting to tell you makes me not want to live.
It tugs on my head while I sleep and in my dreams,
Those dreams are nightmares full of painful screams.
I would have died in your arms telling you the truth,
to blame myself as a stupid young youth.
As it eats away I stay awake,
knowing I try to show you my mistake.
Donald "Austin" Quehl
5/22/99 2:48am
