Triggers to the Chest, por S. Morris

S. Morris

Triggers to the Chest

I realize as of now

I never really knew you

So I will clear my feet of dirt

And lace up your own shoes

But instead of placing the gun to my head

I shall place it to my heart

There is a longing in my chest

You are that missing part

I want to know everything

I want to know how it feels

To place the cold metal to your temple

To know that your mind will never heal

I want to switch you places

I want to take back what you’ve done

I want to put those demons in their place

But you lost and they won

I realize now

I want to piece you back together

I know that want is in vain

So maybe I myself shall fall forever

I want to know the feeling

For releasing the lever

Of pulling the trigger

And knowing that all is over

I want to know you

I want to help make you whole

But all is lost to pieces and ashes

It is out of my control

I never really knew you

So I will clear my feet of dirt

I will lace up your own shoes

But instead of placing the gun to my head

I shall place it to my heart

There is a longing in my chest

You are that missing part

I will pull the trigger to prove my longing

I will pierce my heart of broken shards

I will play you and you will play me

Fore we both can feel it in our hearts

(2014)

#Control;DeathDemons;Hearts;Longing;Places;Shoes;Suicide;

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