Breaking Point

Breaking Point

A Poem by De'Andre
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Wrote October of last year. Real emotional time at this point. Scared, angery, depressed; just real messed up. There was alot going on so I wrote to get some-what away.

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I'm standing here holding a gun

My face is shinning from the rays of the sun

I'm freaking out and losing control

But I've got to watch out for the police on patrol

 

I can't stand what they're doing to me

Controlling who I am and what I'm going to be

I've taken it in and endured it all

But today is the day that they take the fall

 

I'am tired of losing; so I'm going to win

I should've have thought of this from when I fell in

That pit that started all of this mess

This partically my fault, I must confess

 

I'm reaching my limit, I can not hold back

It's impossible for me to get back on track

I will end it today that is for sure

My can't hold out and I can't endure

 

They are standing in front of me as clear as day

In two seconds now I can blow them away

I've emptied the clip, all except for one round

7 people; with one shot left to hell I'am bound

 

© 2023 De'Andre


Author's Note

De'Andre
It's not a poem about sucidal thoughts guys. It's a Read between the lines kind of thing. Trust me.......... I not like this.........
Let me know what you think.

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didn't read this as a suicidal inference, more as a striking out against those who aim to harm. Great write...hope it never comes true. My opinion...guns are only the answer when bambi is on the receiving end. For the obtaining of food...not for the wanton taking of life for anger spite or revenge...

...sorry rambled there. Great piece De'Andre.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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I like it. It's meaningful and it really makes you stop and think. Good job!

Posted 13 Years Ago


We live in a violence world. Kids see war and violence and we wonder why killing is so easy. A powerful poem. I was a soldier for 15 years. Sometime I want to knock some folks in the head. But what will happen? Not much. A terrible story your poem is. People seem to forget when people die. They are someone family. A very good poem.
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Posted 13 Years Ago


Ah... My friend, I've certainly been there. The flow here is remarkable. Keep it up Dre. This is truly a talent of yours.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Sounds like hard times brother...been there and back.
All I can say is, a realistic write just stay on the side of
what's good and right...

Posted 13 Years Ago


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