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Mackenzie Dec 2018
Oh my dearest enemy
It was my fate that you would
Put an end to me
In wars of
Love and Loss
I remain undefeated
But my dear enemy
You knew my sensitivity
Where I am most vulnerable
I suppose fate is meant to take it's toll
In one last war
You took your shot
There it goes, the only place
And fate becomes fate
My dearest enemy
You shot at my heart
And my biggest fear became real
You shot me dead
You found my Achilles heel

M. D
David Abraham Nov 2018
Shot in his ribs;
he cries,
"Oh the dis-familiarity
of such a name,
oh the cruelty
of such a pain,
oh the game
of such a vain
and ugly creature,
who slinks toward me!"
2246 November 7 2018
this is a narrative sort of thing
tires of
wires that
will a
horse when
hen's teeth
do query
and tread
next to
the fence
yet never
betray his
master's advice
and her
talbot may
foxtrot with
greyhounds at
mercy point
mercy point is a church while a talbir is extinct and  hen's teeth are rare
Jordan Ray Sep 2018
A lonely ship sails through a narrow sea.
It's torn flag raised for all to see.
A symbol of the crews heart worn on their sleeve.
Loyalists to the captain they bend the knee.

He holds out a map, "x marks the spot".
Lost in his own dreams that he almost forgot.
The distance isn't the issue he's got.
It's how far he must dig to earn A shot.
At forgiveness, redemption before all is lost.
Kora Sani Aug 2018
You're a victim
a poor, helpless
victim
You're a survivor,
you made it through

Feel grateful
it could've been worse
you could've been killed
well
I was

I was shot

Right through the naive wall
that was supposed to protect me

I was shot

By a man who knew my vulnerability

I tried to dodge the bullets
With every "no",
I shielded my face from the bullets coming at me
With every "stop",
I ducked my head
And with every moment of paralyzed silence
I failed to defend myself

I was shot
"I will not throw away my shot."
Do not throw away your shot.
We have one shot to make a difference.
We have one shot to show them who we are.
To make them see we aren't who they think we are.
To let them hear us.
We have one shot... Make it count.
We must leave behind a legacy.
"What is a legacy? A legacy is planting a garden that you'll never get to see."
Let the younger ones see us fighting for what we believe in-
let them see us dressing for ourselves and not to impress others constantly
let them see us being who we are
let them see us using our words for good and not for evil
let them see us changing the world
one
word
at
a
time
haley Aug 2018
you couldn’t imagine
the
pains all over

Being
Fixed rigid
from
The
Shot

Another
pain in my gut
A horrible throb, throb, throb

it seemed to me that
I could not
Even if I tried to
Get
Out of the line of fire
blackout poetry from A Clockwork Orange, page 116.
Wilder Jul 2018
A single shot to the head
Bam
All it takes to be dead
Jabin Jul 2018
My pancreas busted.
Sugar was too sweet.
The candy I trusted
Has taken my feet.

I thought it was virtue.
Truth, I always sought.
I must now bid adieu
I won't take the shot.
Helen Carter Jun 2018
I needed you to catch me.
You took your life while drunk as hell.
I ******* miss you.
Are you ******* happy now!?
You took your own life.
****,
You took my soul with you.
My heart aches at the thought of your name.
You were my best friend and I couldn't save you.
Where are you?

I saw the regret in your eyes,
And for a moment I hoped you understand.
You pulled the trigger!
You pulled your life strings,
It wasn't your time!
You promised to be there for me everyday of my life!
You were my everything and you just killed yourself?
I loved you.

You began to crumble in my hands and fade away.
Did you hear my cries for you?
Your blood scattered all about that abandoned barn.
I ran at the thought of you taking your life.
I wanted to wake up from this dream but
I was already awake.
And it was a reality I couldn't live with.
Reality crashed down onto me and I couldn't breathe.
Someday I will wake up and realize you are gone.
Gone for good.
This poem is about my cousin and best friend who killed himself on April 13th 2015. I will always remember our times together. You were my world and I just want you to know that you would be proud of where I have come to today. I am living my life for you and I wish you were still here. .
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