Metaphorically Speaking Read Count : 32

Category : Poems

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Metaphorically speaking, 

I'm ready for the bullet 

to tear through my brain.  

Ready for it to blow out all of the pain.  

As it goes crashing through my skull, 

I hope it would tear down all of my walls.

I want that bullet to rip open my mouth, 

so I could say what I think 

without fear, without doubt.  

When that bullet pierces my skin,

The world can see me 

and see all of my sin.

Watch that bullet rip out of my head,

Leaving behind 

a life that is dead.

Metaphorically speaking, 

I'm ready to die.

To start all over 

with a brand new life.



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