Self Destruct
The quickness of action without serious thought or consideration
for what can become,
I sometimes feel like a man staring down the
barrel of a gun, loaded and pointed by myself at myself,
no understanding of the start but fully aware of
the end result the terminal part,
the full blast of awareness that i,ve aimed for the heart,
taken pains to gain pain to hit with force to
late now to change course,
then to fully feel the reality of cold truth,
that i,ve slipped again into realms of dark pain
destructive soul chain,
I pray to say sorry,
can I stop and start again.
Copyright © Kevin Callaghan | Year Posted 2013
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