my soul commerce me,
chamber of death,
is all I see,
wish it would disapear,
and never return,
suffering death,
condeming me, feeding off me,
all this hate in me,
please condem me!
Amber Zenisek
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/devistation-touched-dead-fostercare-my-thoughts-about-being-taken-away/
