crossfire
I have sunk
so deep
that a mere word is now a trigger,
a sentence the gun
and my mind the bullet.
Point, aim, fire.
My heart the target.
I try, I really do.
But when hundreds of bullets
are shot your way,
you have only a one in a thousand chance to live.
© mayuri
so deep
that a mere word is now a trigger,
a sentence the gun
and my mind the bullet.
Point, aim, fire.
My heart the target.
I try, I really do.
But when hundreds of bullets
are shot your way,
you have only a one in a thousand chance to live.
© mayuri