Kill me kindly
With short, shard-like words
Fragments of what once was said
Put a well-aimed bullet through me
To stop the rough and ragged staggered steps of this love-lost wanderer
Do it quick, please; open skin and flesh to the bone
Leave a wound gaping
A painful place
A reminder of a torturous time
To keep us from coming back
For our own good, a swift death
To keep us from dying every day
I once had a friend who told me that I would get upset at all the little things that she would say. Still tho, when I read lyrics of hers about me, scathing ones at that, I smile and laugh and love her. Hopefully I pray that she gets the type of love and affection that she deserves and that I could not give..thank you for this piece..
Thank you for taking the time to share part of your story, Ted.