Bullet

• Artist: yelloejelloe
• Description: I wrote this before I went to sleep one night, the bullet represents my faith. I'm catholic, it's more of a personal thing. Many will probably not understand it, but I'm just doing this for me so it's expected that people not understand it. Anyways hope you guys enjoy it. Rate,comment,give advice,hate, whatever...
• Date: 11/23/2009
• Tags: bullet poetry writing faith

I was born with a bullet
so without thought I kept it
and with the realization of it's needs
without hesitation I load it
my fingers at the ready
without hesitation I pulled it
and as the bullet soars through the air
with the second that it breathes
contaminated by the doings and beliefs of the streets
the same air, of the same gravity, of the same force
pulling the bullet to it's knees
the bullet without struggle meets it's target,
which instantaneously bleeds
I was born with this bullet
so without thought I kept it
and with the realization of it's needs
without hesitation I load it
my fingers at the ready
without hesitation I pulled it
and as the bullet soars through the air
with the second that it breathes
it forges new life with the target it that it seeked
so as I bleed, the bullet fuzed with my skull
and I struggle to breath
I see new meaning to this bullet
the bullet that I freed.

Comments

[Scrapeon]

The bullet belongs to a gun, and it is normally aimed at a target, which could be living or not, but is usually used to cause damage, and chaos. To have the faith would mean you would want to do the opposite, to live, and let live, even with yourself, I sense a slight of suicidic thought in this poem, in the thought of the horrors of life, to put yourself at risk puts a new thrill to life, so I may or may not be right, but to understand you, it wont be hard for me.