Here I stand gun in hand

Here I stand gun in hand

A 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

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diaryofalostcause
diaryofalostcause

Austin, TX



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We 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..

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