Suddenly lost and all alone
One thing she vowed not to do
Now consumed with regret
To end life she made with you
Her world has been all but never kind
So joy was rare in her heart
But as it was within reach
One choice tore her faith apart
Nothing left to give anymore
She's had all that she can take
Now she is absolutely certain
Her life was a HUGE mistake
She is so empty and so cold
Over what can't be undone
None of which matters now
Happiness is a warm gun
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a warm gun is a last resort Maggie. Think again, Jerry