The Gunshot

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My demons, possessing goat horns
trying to devour me
i scream and cry, a storm howling outside
but you don't seem to hear me

i look into your eyes, wondering what went wrong
i've been tryin' to find the answer for so long
but by the time i remember, their fangs sink into me
all went black, nothing can help me

to my surprise i'm awoken again
but something's not right
I see no demons anywhere
you're the only thing in my sight.

then it all comes to me
all those stupid fucking lies
i begin to calm again
all will be alright

i've realised who the demon is
but i'm no saint
no one has to tell me this
after all, everything will end in vain

so i just smile in the face of my demise
after all, death doesn't hurt, am i right?
i put a gun to my head, i hate what i've become
a gunshot disappeared into the night




So that's it, my first ever published poem, hope you like it, feel free to comment, it'll make me happy ^^

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 24, 2019 ⏰

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