I sit admiring the guns,
planning what I wanna do.
A pistol, or a ritfle,
in the head or in the chest.
It haunts me everyday,
should I do it or not?
It plays in my mind every second,
I'm scared to do it though,
I can't stand this pain.
I want to do it,
but don't want to hurt my family.
Each night I go to bed,
my teardrops fall like rain.
Goodnight forever,
and always.
BANG! BANG!
Author notes
Written May 8th, 2006
What did you think
Comments
1 - 6 of 6
-
great
Ok????????????????.great poem.I love the emotion you used.its a veary great poem.Your a good poet.Keep it up! -
Whoa this is very nice i like the wayz you riight very honest and good job writi ng... i enjoyed this!!! lol
-
i knw i was just in a bad mood that day. i was being yelld at for every thing and so on and so on...
-
Love it!!!
Hey my friend,
this write gave me chills as I read, it.
My fav. lines were "Each night I go to bed,
my teardrops fall like rain."
because I like the comparison.
I also like the BANG< BANG,
line at the end, because it just made the poem all the more exiting. -
gr8
Hey mommie whats wrong this made me kinda sad what is going on'>???????????????????????/ I love you this was a very heartfelt and emotional write...
Desilou -
Ummm, hun, are we having some issues? Please tell me this is just words, and if not, you need to talk to someone. You know I am on site throughout the whole day, and my ear is always there if you need it.
and 
Mommie
Adding your comment:
1 - 6 of 6
3 old applause
