Ready Aim Fire Poem by leanna markgraf

maybe it is time to change
or not care too much.
Just leave it all behind
forget about your touch.

I was fooled by your charm
and blinded by your lies.
I was warned
so it was not a surprise.

How do you sleep at night?
With all the hearts you stole.
Broken pieces floating in the night.
Dark and twisted like your soul.

One day though
you will feel the same pain.
Ready aim fire
like a bullet straight through your brain.