Bullets

You know how f**ked up it was, You're words we're like bullets from a gun. Man made bullets, you filled with liquid nitrogen. You shot me with each word. (SHUT UP I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU WANT) You emptied your clip out, caving in my chest and here I was thinking that you cared. The crackling sounds echoed loud, I held in my pain, too shocked to say a word. Watching your face, know emotion did it display. Eyes turning a darker shade of black, From all the hatred you wasn't holding back. Inspired by a breakup. 2023