MyLittle Secret


Russian Roulette - Poem by MyLittle Secret

I stumble on the shattered ground-
And trip on the broken ledge.
I cry at the sweetest sound.
And break my promised pledge.

I fall into a vacant room-
A room of broken lies.
And stare out of the window
And look for all who cries.

I watch in a wreck of a state-
That I merely was one.
One who broke the deepest promise.
And the one who's holding the gun.

I twirl around until I feel stale.
And spin the barrel around.
I pull the trigger to the death-eater.
And it falls to the ground.

I leave this room
And stride away from this-
And go to a place where love is true
I turned from this sweet abyss.


Comments about Russian Roulette by MyLittle Secret

  • Saadat Tahir (5/13/2012 1:38:00 AM)


    nice poem...graphic and almost exudes panic....

    Ah! ....the elusive true love.....hope the death eater finds it...if not here then somewhere there..
    liked it

    :)
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 12, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, June 8, 2012


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