Those three words shot through me
I felt the bullets pierce through my insides
You wanted me to feel again
Your wish has been granted
YOU ARE READING
A Mess Of Words
PoetryI tried to make sense of it all. But I've always failed to come up with an answer. So I sat at my desk for hours. Figuring out how to write it all down. In a way where I only knew. The understanding of my perspective.
