PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

five bullets hit the ground.

as i spin the chamber round and round.

one bullet in there waiting.

one bullet in there saying,



"your not enough without her.

she left you for a reason this time.

she's not coming back from this one.

your on your own without her."



round and round and round she goes

one last chance to make this go.

the words slip off my lips like smoke.

"i love you, i miss you, i only want you to be happy.

we were happy once, now your happy without me."



i take another sip from this bottle,

one more drag off this smoke.

you hated when i did this,

you must have hated me all along.



and squeez.

then nothing,

no not nothing like you think.



not you.

not me.

we are no more.

this i can see.



and i breath.

then i move.

and i put down this cold steel.

i put her to bed one more time.

i pick up her toys and place them with her.



i tell her "i'll see her sometime soon."

i let her rest.

and i let you swoon.

i love you,

yet i let you go on.