A Poem by Into_The_Cosmos

Act on your impulse.


I wish I could turn off the questions

Turn off the voices inside my head

To turn off every sound.


I yearn to close out the ugliness in my heart

Close out the filthiness of my past

To close out the lights to this show


I long to forget my yesterdays

Cast away painful memories

To cast away all wrong paths


I pray to somehow stop the uncertainty

Somehow stop the viciousness

To somehow stop this pain




I act on my impulse

To cut a little deeper

Swallow the fear

And put the gun of fate to my chest.

© 2013 Into_The_Cosmos

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way... this was deep mostly because the gun of fate is literal in some cases i loved it keep it up

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