The crazy rush of happiness as he takes his first step.
Years
The cry of pain as the knee hits the pavement for the first time.
Years
The yell of joy as he meets the first grade.
Years.
The rush of that first kiss from the girl with the braids.
Years
The hot tear of agony when mother dies.
Years
The crack of the first belt crosses flesh.
Years
The constant whimper for life's end.
Years
The first gang reinforcement.
Years
The betrayal of family.
Years
The first stab of metal and flesh.
Years
The first bust.
Years
The never ending gun fire.
Years
The first night in jail.
Years
The first tattoo.
Years
The last chapter to a cold blooded killer. We're did we go wrong?
