[karly]: 634.Poetry.Prediction

I know just how it will look
The day I die
No one will be shocked.
No one will cry.
The tub will fill
I'll be found in a soft sleep.
Never to wake
Freedom to my soul
This is my prediction.
The weapon will be in my room
In it's usual spot
It will be the perfect moment
Everyone will awake to my lifeless body.
This is my prediction.


I wrote this last year--- I'm better now