reality is like a bullet,
it came in quick,
and it finally hit me
broken glass and a sledge hammer in my hand
gun shots fired in the sky
this bullet is reality,
and this bullet is like a boomerang
this bullet follows me,
and it hits me when im weak
reality is a war zone
i want to scream until im voiceless
i have more holes in my heart than bullet holes through my body
my eyes widen as im watching everything shut down in this war im fighting
the air fills with smoke...
and the ground turns into a graveyard
i gotta figure this out before this bullet comes back...
or is it already to late?