Mistake of Bullet

by k i k i   Aug 23, 2005


Piercing of the bullet,
Shattering me, and my exisitance.
Once so happy, now left to
Pick up what you left.
No goodbye, just walked out the door.

Full on action,
Combat game, I am winning.
Seemed this game would continue,
And that we would live to the finish line, together.

Dreams that once lived,
Now flooding out of me.
Tears falling, into the ocean of fear.
Looking back, I wish i realised,
That everything, a mistake.

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments