...Chambered
Awkward in a place you once called
home
Conflicted on whether to stay
You sit in the silence of nothing left to say
Can’t reach him anymore
Your tears fall silently upon the floor
Trying to find the courage to not walk out the door
Wishing only to reach a love lost once more
Knowing deep inside hope faded just as the setting sun
His thoughts were the bullets to his gun
Left alone with them, he had nowhere left to run
You walked out and heard the cocking of the gun
Last night he set his final sun
Copyright 2023 SolApathy
Author's Note:
...Sometimes there is nothing left to do...He made his choice and so did you
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