A Soul's Seppuku
By Tara Nicole Walker
Dedicated to James E. Gamble II
8.8.2002
Tears of blood flow from my soul
In a raging river flow
Down my heart into a pool of pain
Where I am floundering and drowning and crying in vain
I wallow in my own despair and in my self-deceit
Suddenly realizing that what I sow is also what I reap
But I have made my decision and I now stand firm
From what I've done I will surely learn
I slice my wrists and stand in the cold
It is my choice and I am bold
This is my honor and I stand true
To laying down my should and committing seppuku
What I say I please to do or what I please to say
May not be what I please but I do them anyway
They hurt others and they hurt me but my intentions are in the right
I chase my flitting dreams like dragons long after they're out of sight
I may regret what I have done as I cry and lose my blood
Lay here in pain and agony, my entire body smeared with mud
But this is my choice and I stand true
Because I take responsibility for what I do.