Was it you or I,
That pulled the trigger on we?
I bought the gun
But you brought the rounds
Was it murder or suicide
That parted our way
Birthing fate unduly?
Am I to blame,
Or is this your shame?
I thought we'd last
The torment of distance
But the odds tilted fast
Snatching you from my feeble hands
Leaving us to scream and swim
In our imminent demise
YOU ARE READING
The Words I Never Say
PoetryA collection of poems and musings that occupy my mind each day. This is a worded canvas on which I paint the moments and seasons of my everyday simple life
