I have a gun
Where my heart should be.
When you come around,
The trigger is pulled back,
And bullets of words spew
From the barrel out of my mouth.
I'm hurting people,
But I don't mean to.
Destroyed time and again,
I'm a dangerous person to hurt.
- Cathryn
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Pleasure or Pain? (Poetry)
PoetryI call this my book of chaos; my sanctuary. When the turmoil inside of me resurfaces, when I've surpassed my tipping point, putting my jumbled thoughts and conflictions into words gives back the control I initially lost.
