Monday, April 13, 2009

tragedy

You left me there,
Entirely unaware,
That I was the one
Holding the gun.

If I had found
That you were around,
I’d stop the trigger
Before the problem got bigger.

I thought I was tough,
But it wasn’t enough.
And I felt so free
As bullets consumed me.

I could’ve been saved
From the destruction I craved,
Had I known
I was not alone.

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