Pen And Gun

30 August 2009

A lonely man with a pen and a gun in his hands
Sat on his table and think things he doesn’t understand.
He ought to write but don’t know where to start,
So he put down the gun and gently bangs his heart.

The world was in his head and is spinning
too fast that he pulled his hair and keep on falling.
He thought she’ll be the one who’s going to save him,
so he grabbed his gun and to his head he surely aimed.

He placed his finger to where he could pull the trigger.
Counted the stars, felt the breeze, and recited a prayer.
He began to write things and sat on his bed.
Closed his eyes and planted the bullet in his head.

kenn jimena

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