Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com - Read, Rate, Comment on, or Submit Poetry. Browse Poetry Forums, or just enjoy other parts of our poetic community.
One of the largest databases of poetry on the net, now over 198,500+ poems!
Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com    Poems On Site: 198,500+   Comments On Poems: 427,000+   Forum Posts: 105,000+
Custom Search
  Welcome ! Home  ·  FAQ  ·  Topics  ·  Web Links  ·  Your Account  ·  Submit Poetry  ·  Top 30  ·  OldSite Link 22-November 05:20:33 AEST  
  Menu
  Home
· Micks Shop
· Our eBay Store· Error Submit
 Poetry
· Submit Poetry
· Least Read Poems
· Topics
· Members Listing
· Old Site Post 2001
· Old Site Pre 2001
· Poetry Archive
· Public Domain Poetry
 Stories
· Stories (NEW ! )
· Submit Story
· Story Topics
· Stories Archive
· Story Search
  Community
· Our Poetry Forums
· Our Arcade
100's of Games !

  Site Help
· FAQ
· Feedback

  Members Areas
· Your Account
· Members Journals
· Premium Sign-Up
  Premium Section
· Special Section
· Premium Poems
· Premium Submit
· Premium Search
· Premium Top
· Premium Archive
· Premium Topics
 Fun & Games

· Jokes
· Bubble Puzzle
· ConnectN
· Cross Word
· Cross Word Easy
· Drag Puzzle
· Word Hunt
 Reference
· Dictionary
· Dictionary (Rhyming)
· Site Updates
· Content
· Special Content
 Search
· Search
· Web Links
· All Links
 Top
· Top 30
  Help This Site
· Donations
 Others
· Recipes
· Moderators
Our Other Sites
· Embroidery Design Store
· Your Jokes
· Special Urls
· JM Embroideries
· Public Domain Poetry and Stories
· Diamond Dotz
· Cooking Info and Recipes
· Quoof - Australian Story

  Social

The Gun

Contributed by ForeverAlone on Thursday, 17th February 2005 @ 06:25:36 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



As I grab the gun
And set It on the shelf
I start to wonder and think
About me and my future self

I gaze at the handle
And it's trigger
Knowing it can handle
All of my problems
That are getting bigger

My life is a cesspool
And a group of lies
Knowing this gun is my tool
Thats going to rid you all
Of my worthless life

I grab the gun
Feeling nobody will never understand
Why my life is over run
They'll never understand why I ran

As I start to taste the metal
And looking through the scope from the wrong side
I notice my life is closest to a roses fallen petals
The wind gets rid of it when it can no longer hold on
They would rather just be swept away and die

My life ends
Tasteing a bullet
And pool of red blood
Did'nt know I could actually go through with it
Guess I really could






Copyright © ForeverAlone ... [ 2005-02-17 18:25:36]
(Date/Time posted on site)





Advertisments:






Previous Posted Poem         | |         Next Posted Poem


 
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title etc.
Re: The Gun (User Rating: 1 )
by garyh on Thursday, 17th February 2005 @ 06:33:10 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Powerful poem. Shows light on how it feels to be in that situation.


Re: The Gun (User Rating: 1 )
by xXcrossedXx on Thursday, 17th February 2005 @ 07:25:39 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Great job clark. I agree, very powerful. You can get through it, please don't resort to that.. you and all theseYPDC members have been so great to me it kept me from cutting again the other day, you can't leave me now.


Re: The Gun (User Rating: 1 )
by TheEarlyNovember on Thursday, 17th February 2005 @ 10:04:42 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
I usually detest suicide poetry since every other poem is a long drug out self pity bit. But this one is different and I really like it. Your a good writer and know when not to go in so deep to the point of being pathetic. It's simple and too the point. Good write.


Re: The Gun (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Friday, 18th February 2005 @ 12:44:27 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
its nice to know there are some here still left that can still pull off an amazing ending.




While every care is taken to ensure the general sites content is family safe, our moderators cannot be in all places; all the time. Please report poetry and or comments that are in breach of our site rules HERE (Please include poem title or url). Parents also please ensure that you supervise your children well when they are on the internet; regardless of what a site says about being, or being considered, child-safe.

Poetry is much like a great photo, a single "moment in time" capturing many feelings and emotions. Yet, they are very alive; creating stirrings within the readers who form visual "pictures" of the expressed emotions within the Poem. ©

Opinions expressed in the poetry, comments, forums etc. on this site are not necessarily those of this site, its owners and/or operators; but of the individuals who post items to this site.
Frequently Asked Questions | | | Privacy Policy | | | Contact Webmaster

All submitted items are Copyright © to their submitter. All the rest Copyright © 2002-2050 by Your Poetry Dot Com

All logos and trademarks in this site are property of their respective owners.

Script Generation Time: 0.052 Seconds. - View our Site Map | .© your-poetry.com