Russian RouletteA Poem by *~*Butterfly Kisses*~*
One bullet to the head....
That's all it takes
Like a pinwheel blowing in the wind.
Lost in a trance as it spins,
A life that spiraled out of control.
Out of the light, and into the darkness
Reality - the freedom to let it all go.
I think for a moment asking the same questions
This wasted excuse for a life, did it even matter?
Playing a sick and twisted game of love
Where I always feel like the loser.
Tempted into salvation,
A everlasting sensation - thoughts of death
Lingering above me like a black cloud
Calling my name from the shadows.
One bullet to the head...
That's all it takes.
As I watch the six-cylinder spin,
Slowly it stops and I pull the trigger.
© 2012 *~*Butterfly Kisses*~*
Added on April 9, 2012
Last Updated on April 9, 2012
Somewhere between TN and NYC, TN
AboutMy name is Anna Rose... what can I say about myself? I'm 20 learning to live on my own, trying to escape from a dark part of my life. Been writing my heart since I was able to write. I write whate.. more..
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