Bullet Through My Heart Poem by Lizzy Henry

I feel like there's a bullet going through my heart.
Its making me bleed,
A very painful death.
Someone,
Anyone,
Just make the pain stop.
This pain I feel,
Is so real.
Because of you,
I'm dying
A long,
Suffering death
I believe that death,
By love,
Is the worst way to go.
You are so happy,
Yet so depressed.
Its hard to understand,
But me,
I am dying here.
A bullet through my heart,
Shall be the death of me.
That one bullet,
The bullet that has killed a thousand people,
Is the bullet of love.
And with the sweetest of feelings,
It can kill a single man,
In all but a minute.
But it kills me slowly,
For our love never was,
And never will be.