I'm shot
My heart hurts, heavy in my heart
I'm gone
No one has seen the scar, the single scar
I'm alone
In the world because I cant, cant tell
I'm hurt
Because I hurt myself
I'm torn
Torn between ideas, friends, family
Again
and again, on the same spot, so no one will know
I'm not
really that bad, I try to tell myself
And then
I overload and fall back to what i thought id never do
I'm shot
in the head, I cant even think really
I'm shot
in the soul, i've lost hope
I'm shot
in the heart, i've lost love
Author notes
A reminder that poetry is an outlet. I dont believe in half of what i said in this so dont freak out, if you know me in real life but dont comment. Dont worry <3
Does the water bits make sense?
Comments
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I like this, it feels like the actual gun is the events that lead your emotions astray. the events tht pierce you, steal your soul and for a moment you forget who you are. very well written.
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