A poem maybe a song

[CryWolf]

A shot gun with a rose in the barrel to fire at the sky
Hoping against all hopeless dreaming
Mind is broke and teeth are bleeding
I am the fortunate one

What more can I ask for from the terror of time?
Lifting the weight like a comfortable burden
Making good on dreams I’ve heard of
I will declare that I’m free

The cold of knowing knowledge
The warmth of all hard wisdom
The peace of missing experience
The war of happy ignorance
The pain of real persuasion
The loss of inspiration
The wasted words of drawing conclusions
The warped joy of repetition
The warped joy of repetition
The warped joy of repetition
The warped joy of repetition

A shot gun with a rose in the barrel to fire at the sky

[beardedboy]

That is really good. I really enjoyed it. It was deep and made me look at myself from within and think about my life. :) Nice job and keep up the good work.

[CryWolf]

Thank you :)