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BULLET THROUGH MY BRAIN

  • Foto del escritor: Wendy Guedea Valdez
    Wendy Guedea Valdez
  • 27 feb 2023
  • 1 Min. de lectura

Where is the exit?

Where is the end?

Will I ever finish

what I want to amend?

Will I ever be what I want to be?

Can you show me, please

what I need to see?


These emotions and feelings,

I cannot control

My cool's getting hotter,

and it's taking its toll

The mood's getting foul,

I can't take anymore

I need to get rest

I need to be left alone.


If I could do something,

I would do some for you,

The only reason I haven't

Put a bullet through my brain

Is because I hate me enough

To know I deserve the pain.


If I could stop breathing

I would rather not exist,

For the reason I haven't

Slammed my head on a wall

Is I've been taught to persist

When I don't want to at all.


Some things

should go left unsaid

Don't ask me to tell you

what I'd rather change

Just accept my dim light

Or put me out, no regrets.


Where is my answer?

Who is to blame?

Is it okay to not use my power?

Or if I don't even care?

Will I stay down forever?

Or will I rise again?



 
 
 

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