Gun loaded.
Presses on your mouth.
The yelling in the background
Only cheers you on.
This is an escape.
The only way out.
At least that's what they
Have been saying to you.
YOU ARE READING
Masks
PoetryI write what I want. I'm not depressed and never have been. I just love writing and this is how I express myself when I'm upset. Enjoy.
