© By jesse henson
I wake in the morning
I think "what will life bring today?
And so it tells me
"I bring suffering.
Hunger
Love
and loss.
People shall cry
People will get hurt
and the world will scream"
and with those words.
I get ready for another day.
the bullet
© By maranda walling
Falling under, mesmerized by the stars
Roaring thunder, bleeding scars
Pouring salt on an open wound
Rewinding events, staying tuned
Black mist, it invades the air
Suffocating, but they only stare
Surrender, it will all be over soon
Pretender, seeing colors of red and maroon
Hearing words of hurt and torment
Feeling emotions of tears and resentment
Life was never supposed to be this hard
Poor baby, so broken and scarred
Roses of black, soft rooms of white
Living a life of waging a never ending fight
Crushed velvet, smooth leather
Feeling so light, just like a feather
Stainless steel turns the red of scarlet
Sit back, and watch carefully for the bullet
<3-maranda walling
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