Bullets For My Valentine! Poem by Pranesh Varan

I was always a worthless
Piece of junk to you
You could use me
Whenever you wanted
And that you did!
In ways that are
Not worth describing
And I let you do so
Because I was cursed
By your filthy little words
And your alluring smiles

But I’ve finally woken up now
From Things I’d like to call dreams!
I won’t let you damp
My consciousness again
You don’t deserve my tears
Instead, I’ll give you a taste
Of real anguish
With a gun I bought
Only yesterday!