Hello < Poetry
Classics
Words
Blog
F.A.Q.
About
Contact
Guidelines
© 2025 HePo
by
Eliot
Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads.
Become a member
Espresso manic
Poems
Oct 2017
bite the bullet they said
so i did.
i bit down the shaft,
as if it was my morning whiskey,
feeling the way the cartridge gave up under my teeth.
Every time my back ached,
i pressed down harder.
The bullet became my Achilles heel.
My life —> the arrow.
Until one day i felt the gunpowder on my tongue,
it made my mouth crackled and my tongue sour.
"Shhhhh," it said.
Calm and reassuring.
Bite the bullet they said,
I bit until i felt my molars grinding,
and my tongue blackened.
‘Til the bang marked the end.
This is most likely the ***** speaking
Written by
Espresso manic
M/Somewhere
(M/Somewhere)
Follow
😀
😂
😍
😊
😌
🤯
🤓
💪
🤔
😕
😨
🤤
🙁
😢
😭
🤬
0
990
---
and
Aazzy
Please
log in
to view and add comments on poems