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350. The Results

The doctor had me sit on a chair
He told me to be quiet and listen
It was now we were to discuss the results
Oh how the reflection on his window did glisten
I heard not a word when he spoke
For I knew far more than he
The strange feeling I had in the pit of my stomach
Told me more than he could ever tell me
His face expressed such a feeling of remorse
He seemingly expressed his deepest sorrows
All I knew was now time is now over
For I’d only live to see a few more tomorrows
There was no cure for what I had
To many nights did I explore the bars
I had insulted all and ruined my life
Desiring fast women and faster cars
Yet all life must end as this I know
Regardless if it’s decades or a few years
I have no regrets for enjoying myself
I’ll go peacefully without any fears


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