Pain felt like no other
as I was undercover.
You whom I gave my trust,
gave it up for your money lust.
Told the enemy of my identity,
just gave it away.
It's too late for an apology,
I'm not going to be okay.
Drowning in a bath
Death strolls along my path.
My fading breath,
reddening depth;
Water and blood.
My final flood.
Held by barbed wire,
Situation: dire.
Rescue me!
It's not yet too late,
you can change my fate.
There is a better way!
Die tomorrow,
save the sorrow.
Live another day!

© Danni Goldring, 2006