Woman Called Gun

I'll just vanish and I'll never know because you never knew,

And I met the woman called gun,

In my hand but it's all part of the fun,

Because I don't know where I imbibe,

And I wake up so high,

But stop trying,

Because it isn't found after all,

And now you're just a memory,

A memory lost in my lane of dreams,

And I am drowning in the Sun that has no light,

But you won't go down without a fight,

But stop trying,

Because it isn't found after all,

And now you're just a memory,

A memory lost in my lane of dreams,

And I am drowning in the Sun that has no light,

But you won't go down without a fight.

Reviews

[Brittany]

I liked the line 'A memory lost in my lane of dreams.' I'm not...I'm not quite sure what this is about, but it makes me think suicidal ideation with a gun. Dark.

[Alpris]

"drowning in the Sun that has no light" Adore this line! nice play with words. The poem overall was an enjoyable but sad read. Good job!!!

[Heather Clayton]

Very sad poem, to lose a love like that...