Warning Shot

barrell pointed towards the air
pent up anger
coming from everywhere

 

tired of the games
disgusted with all the ways
i've been betrayed

 

wishing all the times I prayed
would give me an answer today
because I'm on my last limb
don't even care about my next sins

 

exhausted with climbing
an uphill battle
that only gets steeper
as my senses are rattled

 

feeling cursed
too many lines crossed
i've done been cut and opened up
too much has been lost

 

so consider this
my warning shot
thoughts tied up in a knot

 

because the next time
all I'll leave behind
is the scene of the crime