This is my perspective on what it must feel like to have taken a life and sentenced to death row.
Agony and regret fill my veins in place of blood,
my eyes puffy red, and preparing for a flood.
My memories live to haunt me, waking me from sleep
Filled with thoughts of that rope around my neck, and taking that final leap.
A new life I have taken, but mine somehow has been lost,
All these cold, haunting, sleepless nights, I guess that is the cost.
Cold metal bars and concrete keep me in this hell,
1 minute to make a mistake, now an entire life without bail.
I hear the guards coming to get me, to take me from this hole,
A death sentence is my destiny, and an eternally condemned soul.
I can not change what I have done, so this is my final remark.
I just want to say I’m sorry, now it’s time for me to embark.
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