Holding on, but letting go to this pain.
Feelings of a mournful awakening, is this insane.
Should have wore my bullet proof vest to protect me from your in human cold heart.
The look of anguish hit me sharp.
Wipe off that morbid grin,
This time you ain't gonna win.
I have been there before,
And trust me nobody hates it more.
Here's to all the human race,
Still covered up in your powerless face.
I know what happens when your walking solo.
It's a scary feeling, falling, uncomfortably low.
Look at me with this weakened heart,
Dreadfully falling apart.
But this is what you have done, I'm still alive, , inconclusively holding this gun.
Walk back to where you have come from and never search for me again.
This heart of mine has seen it's end.
©terrylin53
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