Bullet

The pain of missing you

Comes in rounds

Bullet after bullet

They meet their mark

 

No matter how loud I scream

 No one else can hear me

The pain is unbearable

Only you can soothe it

 

When you were mine 

And I was yours 

I gave a part of me away to you

A part that I'll never get back

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart.  

RandomFreak

Thanks

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