One Bullet

One Bullet

A Poem by Miss Suicide
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The first poem I'd ever written. My best friend committed suicide when I was a fourth grader on April 20, 2004. This was for him.

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All it took was one day.
One moment.
One hate.

And everything is useless.
Too little.
Too late.

A love so strong.
Not perfect.
Not enough.

A pain forever.
So long.
So tough.

Just one gun.
One bullet.
One man,
To pull it.

© 2008 Miss Suicide


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this is so amazing, i put it to a song im working on...

you inspire me..

the will to go on
your "independence"
haha just everything about you and what you do inspires me

awww i know..how cute right.but hey its the truth..



Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Very simple, flowing, strong, and to the point. I wish you well with your own personal struggles, that are so clear, yet so shrouded. Shrouded is good. I was your age about the time my abuse stopped.... thank you for reading my ramblings and giving your thoughts. It is very appreciated.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this is so amazing, i put it to a song im working on...

you inspire me..

the will to go on
your "independence"
haha just everything about you and what you do inspires me

awww i know..how cute right.but hey its the truth..



Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It's amazing what anger and desperation can do to the human condition even when so young. You are not alone in having an experience like that....trust me on that. It is indeed painful and it is good that you get it out through your poetry. It takes a great deal of courage to share something like that and you did a wonderful job here. I look forward to reading more from you. Keep up the good work. This kind of purging is healthy for the mind, body, and soul.

~Liv

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Holy crap. I'm so sorry you went through this so young! I can't even imagine. I sit here thinking of 4th grade, we were just looking up the f word in the dictionary... but yes, kids started getting vicious around then and I remember some painful days still.
Sorry for your loss. This is a beautiful poem of a horrific experience. Very potent. Your rhythm is exquisite.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I like the structure of this poem more than any other aspect. It's very terse, which portrays the emotion you had when writing this. It sounds very deeply wounded, very tragic. You've done a great job in conveying your feelings to your audience. I would go as far to say that this sounds like a verse in a song. Nice.

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Ouch! I really felt the pain and anger in this piece. This is amazing, and nicely written. Well done hun, I love it XX

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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