When.....

When the arguing, shouting, fighting is done bullets remain, put down the gun. Nobody is dying Nobody dead. The wounds remain in the head. Flashbacks occur silent instead, as I lay breathing in your bed. Nobody is dying Nobody dead I tell myself in my head. The mind is wonderful a true delight Suspision lies in wait to give a fright If caught you stumble and fall to the ground, dark and murky is where suspicion lies. Suspicion lies in the abuse of trust and forever remains the DEVILS DUST