Bite the Bullet

by Simply a Junkie - Pisces

Bite the Bullet

Sucking on a loaded gun
Master of my fate
Gazing into vacant dreams
Encompassed by the hate
All alone in an empty chair
Slowly sinking down
Stomach sick and turning
The doctor's out of town
Little dancing Prozac
In puddles bright and red
Now I lay me down to sleep
Overdosed on lead.

Simply a Junkie

Birth sign: Pisces
Date created: 2000-03-09 23:05:16
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:41:53
Poem ID: 55006

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