I have a loaded gun
And I'm playing Russian Roulette
I'm sitting all alone
But who gives a shit?
I'm numb with the pain
Of my arms cuts
Sitting in a corner
With a loaded gun
I'm ready to end this tonight
And never see the pain of tomorrow
Never fear of letting you down
I can end this with this ammo
I'm being crushed by this expectation
And I'm threw
Of the pressure of knowing
That failing will kill you
I've done the best I could
But now I realize
that everything that I've seen
Is just an awful lie
All this pain I'm feeling
Trapped deep inside
I can't let you see
So I try so hard to hide
Have no worries, love
I'm ending this tonight
With this loaded gun
My, the stars seem so bright...
Author notes
I don't want to kill myself, and actually this was supposed to be a song about not taking any crap anymore, but oh well, when it flows, you let it flow.
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this is good nice work
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great flow throughout the poem. i can really relate to this. recently i have been trying to stop my cutting bucause i have been doing it for so long and it was like my addiction and i havent cut myself in about a month, but my best friend who is a guy that i like a lot shattered my heart. he acted like a jerk in font ok his friends and tole me to cut myself in a corner. that actually did make me cut myself. anyways, this is a beautifuly tragic poem. i loved it.
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That has an excellent flow, and would be a fantastic song. It's great as a poem. A very good write, although to play Russian Roulette you need at least two people. But besides that, you did a great job. Keep up the good work!
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this has a good flow, an i think it would make a good song still, but it is a beautiful tragic poem as is. great job
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so i know we're not talking, but i like this.
[if that means anything].
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