Surviving The Pain
As I stared into the mirror,
my tears reminded me of my beautiful heart.
That was swept away by the deep meaning
of love,
under the woman's sinful unearthed life.
No one came to rescue my thoughts that were on display
to a broken face,
while my heart burned from walking through the flames
when you left me with a sad goodbye.
If I deleted my existence with a single shot,
would that make the message so loud and clear?
My mind made up; the situation is critical.
My eyes began to close as I applied some pressure.
Click! I wonder beyond myself as to what happened.
To know your life was over, but the gun jammed
set my eyes to relax as they hit the floor,
laid there motionless; I really can't take no more.
But then a cold breeze flowed through my body
as I asked for help.
Then my guardian angel supplying me with help and wisdom.
The angel said, "BE AN ANGEL FOR THE KIDS OF TOMORROW INSTEAD OF BEING GONE FROM SORROW!"
The flames from my heart began to marinate with happiness
and I became.
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