Color me jealous.
Paint me green with envy.
Sell me the lies you think I want to hear.
Rape my mind, and fill my head with greedy thoughts.
Push me away, only to pull me back in.
Draw you and I in different worlds.
Kill me again with the thought of the fights.
Cover every battle wound, and bruise with the length of your body.
Fill my room with the deafening sounds of your panting apologies.
Claim me dead, with every strike of your bullets to my heart.
Listen closely as the ring from your mouth that is the gun, and your fist that is the bullet, drown out my heart beat.
You push me away, only to pull me back in.
This time I shall be bulletproof baby.
Heart Beats and Guns by Alanna D.
