A Prediction
I figured this would happen
I predicted it years ago
I wasn't sure though....exactly
How was I to really know?

For none of us knows the future
so I thought it was just a thought
that came to me from time to time
it's truth I never really bought

But it plagued me every now and then
and lately it was getting stronger
so now here I lay, warm and cozy
in a casket, six feet under

I was just a petite five foot two
he a burly six feet tall
he outweighed me by a hundred pounds
and his anger could bring down walls

So I guess it was inevitable
someday he'd plow me down
I predicted it years ago
now I'm lying 'neath the ground

He was unfair and the jealous kind
I was not allowed to have my say
his anger got the better of him
so now here is where I lay

Sometimes it's rather peaceful here
there's no yelling for hours on end
but I must say it does get lonely
you see, I never had many friends

So no one to place some flowers
on the stone that marks my grave
but at least I'm finally free
In death.....I'm away from him and safe

*~PennyLynne~*

Copyright � PennyLynne 2003
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