POW! POW!

I’ve been shot with a verbal gun, held by someone so familiar, with a gun not quite like the usual

It was in the shape of a hand that look as though it was placed out to be reached for when I needed help or peace of mind

Shortly that peace turned into a piece that wanted to send me to an unwanted fiery pit of black filled evilness disguised as peaceful bliss with a smile and caring tendencies

As I begin to fall I looked this person in the eye and wonder what made them want to shoot me

Why would they want to shoot me in the head with verbal poison and think that it was positive reinforcement to motivate me to be all that I could be

They shot me with bullets that they knew could pierce through my exterior but tried to dress it up with a pretty outer coat

It wasn’t until that very moment as I was falling did I realize that it was more to those pretty coated bullets

As I watched the smoke from the gun whisk away with the wind, I felt different within

Physically im here but my spirit is slowly drifting and mentally my thoughts are shooting around in my head like stray bullets piercing through my brain leaving open wounds that is gushing with blood filled negative thoughts

Those negative bullets had names on them, they were engraved with issues that I knew all to well

So well that once the bullets hit my brain I leaked out all the engraved verbal words that were shot at me with the helping, peaceful hands long before my knowing

I had already let the poison soak into my mind and allowed it to infect me into thinking that I was that person and should do those things

As I lay here and look up at me holding the gun that I just shot myself with, then is really when I realized that I was the devil with the angel wings that let myself believe the poison that was fed to me was good for me and was of me

So to free me and start new a fresh, I no choice but to commit mental suicide

-StarOfMyOwnLife

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You look into my eyes i look into yours whats this feeling that goes threw my soul that flows threw my veins that drowns my thoughts with pure sweetness whats this feeling i asked myself i guess its true nobody really knows how to explain love you just have to feel it well i felt it and as you held my hand i drifted into the earth onto the core as i felt your lips touch mine its like they were meant to be together they made the perfect match your hands ran threw my body and i felt my self weaken i had never felt this before i told myself this is not rite this is wrong i cant be doing this its against my religion what my family stands for it was too late it has to be late because i cant stop know that i realized i have fallen in love with a woman love cant be wrong this is me and this is who i shall be  and it was then that i realized my future would be next to a woman and not a man like my parents taught me i have a choice and my choice is to LIVE and LOVE a WOMAN 

my soul is like

a city that neva sleeps

actions that always speak

powerful neva weak

i’d like to believe 

i have the soul of a hippie

it’s never one to deceive 

but understand i’m daring

friends call me risky

women call me tricky

i’m like a puzzle

pretty hard to figure out

but when you do you wont forget, no doubt

respected by most

rejected by others

facial appearance lookin like my mother’s

nothing like my brothers

sometimes i feel like i’m adopted

by the world not by family because the world feeds me more love

i live in this place where i stay getting judged

i can’t help the way i live

it’s my soul that makes me whole

and i can bet that none of ya’ll would eva know

what my spirit’s seen 

just a know-it-all teen

just tryna get through the day

relying on her strength so she don’t start to stray

my soul contains a knowledge 

that some would have to learn from millions of years of college

dear soul of mine

it is you which I confine 

because the things you want to do

the world will not let you

life filled with restrictions

end of the world predictions

people can’t live in the present

but soul it is you which I represent

my soul is warm never cold

filled with so much information i know my soul is old