I wrote this poem a while back. I think I had a bad case of hangover anxiety at the time to! Hope you enjoy.
Final Confession
By Peter Briggs
The speakers spoke a harmony of despair
Cruel then death, life seems so unfair
Time and again I felt its touch
My soul is twisted, the anguish is too much
Forever I remember the blood I shed
Cries on the battlefield, shot in the head
Plague of the mind, I feel possessed
A whisper of confession puts me to rest
Final Confession
By Peter Briggs
The speakers spoke a harmony of despair
Cruel then death, life seems so unfair
Time and again I felt its touch
My soul is twisted, the anguish is too much
Forever I remember the blood I shed
Cries on the battlefield, shot in the head
Plague of the mind, I feel possessed
A whisper of confession puts me to rest
Nice crack you got there, got more? 
