Not How I Feel Today

Pretty Poem

I was going to tell
About some of the hell
Which resides somewhere in the well
Of my soul. Do I dwell
On this within.

Sometimes I want to
Cut myself and do
But not totally through
I’d like to see that hue
The color within.

I’d start at my shoulder from there pry
Diagonally move, I’d cry,
Down my chest high
To the heart within.


Heath Achatz
3.30.04