Let the Bullet FlyA Poem by KiaraPull the trigger. Drag the knife Across your arm. Just end this pain. Sorrowful heart, Be put to rest. Let the knife Or the bullet End your misery. You brought it Upon yourself. The love of your life Can’t even spare A single glance In your direction. Life has already Left you lonely. You have no other choice. Let the gun take it From here. It
will be So much easier. You Can actually be happy
for Once. Just listen to
the voice In your head. It won’t
harm you. Take the knife. Draw it across your wrists.
Let your body grow Weak and numb. Take
the gun. Pull the trigger. Let the gunshot be heard throughout the house. End your pain. It can’t
be doing you any harm. © 2012 KiaraAuthor's Note
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