Dead man talking I have been mad at the world since the day I was - TopicsExpress



          

Dead man talking I have been mad at the world since the day I was born and have been on my own most all of my life. I never knew who my parents were but I do know they weren’t husband and wife. She gave me away the day I was born and I haven’t seen her since. Daddy was long gone before I came along so I speak about him in past tense. I’ve spent most of my life behind prison walls and a cell is the closest thing to home. I’m sitting here now taking inventory and these few things are all that I own. I use to have a visitor or two but they stopped coming many years ago. I guess it’s depressing to come see a man who’s sitting up here on death row. Now don’t get me wrong I’m not complaining the only reason I’m here is me. There were plenty people around when things went down but I never got use to being free. There have been people in my life who have tried to help but it was out of pity and not the love in their heart. They couldn’t hang tough when things got rough and that was obvious right from the start. I haven’t contributed one single thing to better this world or mankind. I always knew the day would come when I would be sitting here with these things on my mind. If I had it to do over I would spend more days sober and keep to myself a little more. As I get closer to the end fear is starting to set in and I’ve never felt this way before. The day will surely come when I’ll pay for what I’ve done and meet St. Peter at that gate. He’ll probable have a sad look on his face and say son for you it’s too late. There’s this priest that comes around from time to time and he tells me he has a way out. He says he has a key that will set my soul free and he can show me what it’s all about. I told him to get away from my door I’ve heard this before but every time he’s here he comes back. Maybe there’s something to what he says he can do I guess I should cut him some slack. For that man that I shot I deserve what I got so don’t go feeling sorry for me. There will be no tears shed when I’m laid to rest and my grave no one will want to see. Steve McKinney 09/01/2013
Posted on: Wed, 04 Sep 2013 12:20:24 +0000

Trending Topics



Recently Viewed Topics




© 2015