He Sat There,
He sat there,
Looking at all
that has happened to him
Trying to figure out
Where it all went wrong.
He sat there,
Sitting on the ground
Going over all the events
Trying to see
How it came to this point.
He sat there,
Thinking about
All that has transpired
All the changes
That came to be.
He sat there,
Hoping this was
All but a dream
But realizing
That it was not to be.
He sat there,
Watching as he
Saw the coffin
Being lowered deeper
Into the cold
Unforgiving ground.
This poem was written by Adrian Whelan on Oct 14, 2006.
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brilliant. i got chills.