Caught off gaurd by the agents lethal moves. the second of its entrance noted by explosions everywhere i had no idea where it was comming from. boom boom. fireworks, gunshots its all the same to me. hours days and weeks it all seems the same to me.. the agent strikes at my finances.. i'm broke and on my face. trying to get by till the man hands me a cheque for my work done at the slave plantation. bam the agent strikes again got the bill collector banging at ma door. my mission hq sends me some relief rations. bam the agent strikes again.. but this time i dunno how to handle it.. i've been stabbed in the heart. but not from behind right in ma face.. it hurts.. it hurts so bad.. it hurts. i hurts.. it hurts no more.

:chop

...hehe. Where did you come up with that one?

i honestly just came to the petry section and just started to write. and thats what came out. so i gues i'm kinda sad deep down. kind a recollection of the year so far yknow.. i gotta overcome and do one on a good note

hhm Aren't we all. Make sure its about a loved one. *hint hint* ;) And tell us her name. Actual name that is.

Writing what you feel is poetry. No matter how it turns out. Your opinion in words is always a good way to express and reflect later on.

PeAcE.