Bullets Poem by Aynton Clemmons

Im scared.
Im scared i see people in my sleep.
Im scared of what you will do.

Your scared of me.
Your scared of the pain it brings.
Your scared of the gun.

Im scared i might do it.
Im scared of what will happend next.
Im scared of the pain i brought your family.

Oh no i just did it,
the gun went click.
Im sorry your scared of the pop i am to
Im sorry i pulled the trigger
Im Sorry
Im Sorry
I was Scared.