Jealousy is like being shot.
The immediate hurt and pain runny from head to toe that they have caused you to be in.
The realization of being shot
Dropping to your weak knees where you have been batted by the untold truth
The wanting of the pain to just stop
Saying to yourself how unrealistic it is
The thoughts of "what if"
What if I moved just a fragment closer?
What if I made that move?
Could that of saved them?
Could that of saved me?
So many questions
Too many question
And through all the hurt and pain for that moment to think you have the feeling of guilt
That you put yourself into this horror movie
Which it is
That's when you go numb
Can't feel a thing
The only thing you can't help but to think
The only thing you can think
Is that you shot yourself
