Gun

by sweet escape   Mar 16, 2008


I was going to sit and weep
but instead I'm going to put myself to sleep
the gun, against my temple, it sits
pulling the trigger, through my head it rips
the gun, so shiny and cold like heaven's touch
to me meant so much
to help me die, sleep, and dream again
this new toy is my friend
it doesn't judge me or make me cry
only helps me say good bye
to the world, so mean and cruel
the world, over me, will no longer rule
at last I'm free to die
and no longer hear him and his lie

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  • 16 years ago

    by Beautiful Forever

    I really loved the concept to this poem. It was well-written and emotional. Very good write. 5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by undying blusher

    I wish it was that easy.

    "Instead of sit and weep
    I'm going to put myself to sleep"

    A better wording may be something like,
    "I was going to sit and weep
    But instead I'm going to put myself to sleep"

    Just a thought, to make the verb tense make sense in the first line.

  • 16 years ago

    by Jennifer RIP Lesthat Hayden

    I liked this one a lot. The title is what got my attention. A simple one worder. The only thing I didn't like was that again and friend are not a perfect rhyme. It's fine though, songs get away with that alllll of the time and it still sounds great. Five.

  • 16 years ago

    by Cody Jo as you no

    Wow every boy can make you feel this way and they need to get it though there head our hearts are soft and can be broken lol

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