Here I stand gun in handA Poem by diaryofalostcause
Here I stand
Gun in hand C**k it back Ready to go The pills don't work Trapped in this hell Ready to explode Fist to the walls Holes of a broken home Memories you don't want Here I sit Gun in hand Put it to the head Ready to go All these memories Shattered on the walls Here I lay 6 feet down No more tears No more pain Just this hole Filled with my corpse Dancing free Under the moon Now I'm free Now I'm free © 2016 diaryofalostcause |
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Added on April 10, 2016 Last Updated on April 10, 2016 AuthordiaryofalostcauseAustin, TXAboutWe are all lost in this world, The pills block us from reality. We are trapped in our own worlds, why not free ourselves by showing the world. You can do it you can do anything. Show your love spr.. more..Writing
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