the time has come to say goodbye
i am no longer able to cry
this life has been a wild ride
somehow i have lost my pride
it will be rough as i glide
to the underworld after i die
Satan will laugh as i try
to escape from the Hives
do not ask how or why
it has gone before my eyes
i must now try to decide
to make it right or lose my mind
Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.
James Pack 