I was back in my prison-- the four walls of my room.
Emotions were shooting like pistols. My head is about to go boom.
Wrap my wrists in silver
And see what I do. I saw the girl and shot her; You want me to shoot you too? Throw on the jacket, Surround me in white, I'm still going to escape it. So come and join the fight.
Vacation wear: for photo shoot
**** sundress Cute underwear **** ******* Thong Moo moo dress Moo moo dress Moo moo dress Moo moo dress Moo moo dress Moo moo dress Polka dot bikini String bikini Silky robe Flowers Nothing
No offense to The moo moo dress. BLT word of the day longueur
Shoot a bullet.
Shoot a bullet right through my heart so it will stop beating. Shoot a bullet right through my brain so my thoughts stop racing. Shoot a bullet at me so I will stop feeling so I will stop hurting So I will stop trying. Shoot a bullet. Shoot it now.
Your mouth is a smoking gun.
Reloading for the next reply, After insults have been fired. Shoot me down where I stand, Silence me before the quipped-barrel clicks. Triggered, you shoot the messenger, Before our story had finished.
Started out simple but kind of became about the past ghosts who tried to put me down. But I'm back for my redemption. Taking back my life to where I want it to be.
i'm a fool
with a camera and i must stop and shoot the rusted lattice i walked under my friends wait patiently for me to finish i aim and fire my photographic rifle and capture a luminous sun
I'm floating and falling
And sinking and sailing Can anyone save me? Prevent me from flailing? I'm shooting and missing And running and tripping Can anyone help me? Stop my feet from slipping? I'm wishing and hoping And wanting and praying Can anyone see me? Hear the words I'm saying?
All we do is run
away from the monsters that point their guns they shoot. they miss. then blow a kiss, and walk away like nothing ever happened
original poetry written in September of 2018