I'm sorry,
I pushed you.
Don't act jolly,
Have you seen what I drew?I wasn't okay,
In fact I'm still not.
I will not mess around or play,
Because I've been shot.I've been hit with a bullet,
No one saw it coming.
It creeped through the night quietly,
While I was awkwardly humming.Please don't apologize,
It's sincerely not your fault.
I won't even compromise,
You lost the key to the vault.Now that is where my heart is,
Locked in a cold dark room.
You won't even give it one last kiss,
It's just been left with a broom.
YOU ARE READING
Poems For Life
PoetryRandom poems that I write at random times. just thought I should put them to good use. Please follow me.