The Film

The film flicks bck and forth as I watch from my seat.
One image to another it interests me.

Black and white to vivd color I see.
This film is special its one of me.

Twoards the end I begin to weep.
My life became useless, hollow, and bleak.

Tears that flooded my past... how the time seemed to fly.
It cannot be forgiven and its hard to defy.

The Images I see, they are of me.
The film slides out with care,
and i disinigrate into thin air.