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Nov 2015
I have no intention of hurting anyone
Or making them feel pain in their beating hearts
But i seem to accidentally tear them apart
God help this poor soul of mine
I'm not trying to buy time
I'm just hoping you'll understand what i'm trying to say
How many times do i have to mess this up?
I'm so sorry i'm this ravaging idiot
I hope you can forgive me, God
I hope i can forgive myself
I hope they can forgive me
I carry toy guns with bullets
Expecting foam bullets
I'm just a man who wants peace and love
I am flawed to the core
I'm not sure if i can take this much more
It's usually another day in the office to feel this way
But i always get one of those rare days
Where everything isn't feeling my way
I'm on my knees, praying for some solace in my adventure.
Peter Robert Hamilton
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Peter Robert Hamilton  21/M/Texas
(21/M/Texas)   
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