Dirge

there is something in
my brain that I need to kill,
but a part of me is

already dead. I
am lying awake, thinking
of you, sick with guilt.

even without the
letter J carved into my
leg, even though I

am one day going
to be older than you will
ever grow to be,

I will not forget.
♠ ♠ ♠
I wish I could say I'm lying about the J part but I'm not