Hurt
Loose are the bullets that penetrate the very core of me
Hits directly to my soul
Blood splatters escaping me
My very being limb, lifeless and cold
Crying for help you stand there a stare
No one else to hear me
I beg with a whimper
In hopes to have you run to me
But to my realization you stand there at a glare
Body stiff and eyes a glare
Feeling of nothingness overwhelming me
With realization that u have not a care.
