The empty feel controls me,
It makes me feel anchored,
Anchored to the feeling of happiness,
Held down to a point where I can't breath anymore,
Constantly gasping for breath,
Like a fish out of water,
Or a depression ridden human.
"Of course I'm happy!" Why wouldn't I be,
Your love surrounds me like a blanket.
You covered me in lies of hope and love,
Hid the truth from me,
The truth that bullets are like flowers,
Such a small thing that can effect our lives,
A bullet sends excited thrills down my chilled spine,
Creeping into my darkest thoughts,
Paralysing me till i complete its evil task,
Maybe one day soon,
Maybe one day tomorrow.
