Untitled Poem by Heather Taylor

i swear i want to yell
but there's no one here
damn these kind of days;
the ones i fear

i swear man i feel
like i could just explode
right out in the middle
of this empty road

put my finger on
this guns trigger;
watch the pool of blood
grow bigger and bigger
for the love of money
not the fame

thats good cause
they forgot your name!
they give two thoughts
about you and me
dont believe it dude? ...
just wait and see

before too long this world
will leave you here by me
wishing that you could
hang em from a tree