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patience
i'd start shaking and sweating and i could fee my heart pumping like crazy.
warning
"i wake up hating him every morning"
"i go to bed hating him every night"
reality became really distored
ts gong to be very emotional to remember a lot of things she's blocked out because she hasnt wanted to cry.
"i have to get used to being, or i'll be miserable"
alone in the crowd
plagued by guilt and nightmares- and dreams. really cold and uncomfortable.
and empty.
the darker side of life.
I'm a bit fixated on it.
abanodoned by her mother.
"but its really really hard"
i felt more empty.
its just so unfair.
depression
goig to die, never see my family again
HOT
to control the chaos i was feeling
the rest of her life
DUMB KID
dumb kid
bad days
Just a fraction of a sec-
the tiem it too for two guns to go off
and families to be shattered.
in-line skating, girls- and guns.
owned a set of .22 caliber target pistols.
kept them n an unlocked box under his bed.
playing with the guns and laughing.
"are you ready?" load the pistols
count.
one-two-three.
gunshot-than nothing.
GUNS, the leading cause of teen deaths
slumped over the mattress
bleeding from his head
through the head
both of them killed
senseless act of violnce
"cool, and very funny"
YOU CAN. HOT.
Kiss me, or i'll shoot
he kissed her
"look at the guns"
they lay on the be bleeding
they kissed.
THEY KISSED.
"i feel so close to you"
pulled the triggers adn laughed.
i dont feel guilty
she was a good kid
did i trust her too much?
she died
"i'm sorry"
MISUSE MAY RESULT
IN INJURY

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