True peace.

Just like You I bleed,
Emotions take hold of the gun,
Splitting arrows and knuckles,
While you stand alone I'll bow to you.

Am fed up of the lies,
I don't care!
I know what's wrong, don't screw me.
Take heed and trigger happy pleas.
Your eyes weep, While you stand steadily awaiting the bullet.

Now Lives are threatened as I switch the gun on me,
I won't make it easy on you,
Shooting point by point till I bleed out.
Life boils up everyone onlooking like a Movie premier.
Everything soon slips away I am finally at peace.

Reviews

[Tai Ryens]

This poem shows the cold, true, reality of the world. We will never find true peace until death, and sometimes we forget all the happy moments when we go though miserable times. One tip though, second stanza, first line, it should be "I'm" not "am". Good write, keep it up!