(no subject)

[often_pensive]

I send you this package

and I send it with care

a box full of bullets

for the burden you wear

so here i stand now

right in the sights

out from the barrel the silence is loud

It curves for my heart

but hits so much more

my spirit is peirced

an unsettled score

words can't explain

and now they won't try

that hole through my spirit

caused my spirit to die