Hit List©

Hit List©

Copyright© 2015

By Felina Silver Robinson

With dark circles under my eyes

From countless sleepless nights

My mind frantic with worry of

What may end my life

When it might happen

At whose hand will I lose

The chance to carry on

I ask myself who do I have to please

To remove myself from the

Hit list that I’ve been placed on

I can no longer handle the anticipation

Of what might lie ahead

I must have answers to carry on

Can you tell me whose hit list that I’m on