E Nigma

~gotcha~ - Poem by E Nigma

I'm welcoming your day
While I whisper to your lover
That Everything's ok
Hold this gun now while I love her

An awkward nervous silence
Cause the bullets are all sleeping
I dream in colors grey
Watch this ship just sail away

Your sad eyes are infectious
Contagious steps that lead away
Not sure if i'm deceiving
Or if I made my intentions plain

The gun you hold is empty
But mine's heavy as this day
Hopes the ship that's sinking
Bullet holes in everything

Topic(s) of this poem: thinking

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 7, 2015

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