I wondered why you began to cry
When you saw all of the pretty colors in the sky
You dropped down to your knees
While I held a gun to your head
You screamed “Mercy baby, mercy!”
But I don’t want to give you mercy
What have you done for me?
You lit my heart on fire and then you put it out
Sweeping the ashes away
I’ve got my finger on the trigger
Gun aimed and ready
You begin to cry with tears so steady
I’ve never seen you cry before
You look pathetic
You scream out “Mercy baby, mercy I love you!”
No you don’t
You don’t
You don’t
Shot through the chest
Look up at the pretty colors
Isn’t this just such a pretty place?
The perfect sun setting
The perfect sea rising
The perfect weight on your bloody heart strapped in your chest
One swift kick and you
Plunge
Far
Far
Away from such
Pretty colors.
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Sick of Crying. Tired of Trying. Yeah I'm Smiling But Inside I'm Dying: Volume 2
شِعرSome of my more recent poems with songs added to them. This is Volume 2, so be sure to also check out Volume 1. I'll have another 60 in this book as well.
