Gun Smoke

by Zeiky, posted in grief, heart break, regret

It’s a new year but I’m hunted by the past.

Its 2018 but I can’t help thinking about how long the thoughts of you will last…

Get out of my head!!!

I meant it, I mean it… to me your dead.

I’m cold now and Your just lucky…

I hate you!! That’s what I said

If it was anybody else, your body would be filled with lead.

Gun smoke!

Published by Zeiky

I’m a person full of pain and optimism; reaching for the stars and beyond

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