Send a
bullet through
my  head
in the
form of
your thoughts
and love
and your
care and
kindness and
your passion
and your
ideals and
jokes and
tell me
that you
want to
kiss me
under the
stars at
night just
us alone
at last

Schools should give out vests
Mass shootings are prevalent
Two thousand eighteen

Eat poison on line
Million view it’s worth the death.
Two thousand eighteen

Last male rhino died.
Say goodbye to white rhinos
Two thousand eighteen

Planet’s surely *******
Earth’s imploding on itself
Two thousand eighteen

Do not show gay pride
Electric shock therapy
Two thousand eighteen

We all will die soon
Death cracks out of his own shell
We are all so ******

Scars
illuminate
screams
upon the wrist
The
clock strikes twelve
The
final cut
every one is a coroner