bit too narrow this subject but here we go....

a kiss goodbye to my girl and i was on my way
opening and closing the gate on this black night...dam it was late!
strolling along the sidewalk Rachel owned my mind
thoughts clung to her image one of a kind, pixelated visions keeping me occupied
glancing round i crossed the quiet wind swept street
all alone even my shadow seemed to retreat....straining ears was that the sound of feet?....next thing i knew i hit concrete
a solid blow to the head i was dazed but got up on one leg
blurred vision one of my eyes bled the punk aimed another hit but i dodged instead
on my feet i was ready to fight he came back at me this time with a knife
still shaken, wits were slow to ignite i dodged but he caught me inches from my life
i wouldn't let this bitch fuck up my existence!
in my mind death was something distant...reaching into my khakis trigger pulled ballistics put up my resistance

*bang bang*

two shots to his chest and all for a wallet i didnt posess
what a mess.....but all i cared about was fleeing the scene i didnt want an arrest
i looked around to see if there had been a witness -negative-
adrenaline pumping i ran with quickness....reaching home nervous sweat dripped and stomach cramped with sickness
thinking on my feet i hid the gun under the sink
went to the bath room....an eye seized up sore to blink...and my shoulder....the blade had had its drink
a rough bandage strapped my gash but i needed the hospital fast
a change of clothes later and three 9's dialed my blood levels had halved.....

*waking up my good eye blinked....i was in the D wing of the hospital
my left arm painful at the slightest movement.....i looked around and saw ill faces....but my strength was low and i sank back into the pillow.....*

*a week and a half later i am back at home....and i hear knocks at the door...*

'open up this is the LAPD....we have a warrant for your arrest'
holy shit!...i struggled to get fully dressed and opened the door with out protest
cuffed and read my rights i was to become a jail guest


*after several days discussing what the fuck was going on....my lawyer told me there had been an eye witness who saw me shoot the now deceased....and also a CCTV camera had caught me on film in the area leading to my arrest*

* unbeliavably to me i was to be charged with first degree murder....words lost themselves in my emotion and life shattered into pieces....even Rachel had turned her back on me my only real friend in the outside world....*

*we now go to the court room several months later as they reach their verdict.....*

(my lawyer...) 'Remember...Pleading guilty will mean u can get out in 8 years'
'But i'm innocent....i face my fears...u think i've wasted 23 years of life to be drowned in tears?'

*(judge) The jury have reached a verdict.....of Guilty..... how do you plead?*

*FUCK IT*

I PLEAD NOT GUILTY.....I AM INNOCENT.....I AM A MAN OF TRUTH WHAT MORE DO YOU NEED?
I WAS ATTACKED AND NEARLY KILLED.....HOW CAN U PUNISH ME?
AN INCH WAS ALL THAT SEPERATED THE BLADE FROM MY OWN LIFE
NOW I AM PUNISHED FOR IT?THATS NOT RIGHT
THE SYSTEM IS FUCKED UP.....PRISONS FULL OF MEN OF INNOCENCE
AND I WAS ONLY ACTING TO SAVE MY OWN SKIN....IT'S CALLED 'SELF DEFENCE'!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i am dragged away yelling and kicking.....destined to rot in a cell
worse than hell.....ripped from Rachel that night....it was a final farewell
her sweet smell and lips still remained ....but only in memory
but i was now good as dead....trapped in a state cemetery