Accidental Assassin Poem by Christen Jeanette Mcelvain

you can call me an accidental assassin
because i shoot things i shouldn't even point my gun at
but my weapons are only used for passion
but i learned a valuable lesson though
you shouldn't play with something u should cherish
but yeah i shot him
n i didnt even mean it
i got trigger happy it was a crime i didn't mean to commit
not only his heart suffered but i felt a hit but it was more like a blow
but justice has been served
i suffer more than you could ever know
thoughts of you rush through my mind like a flip book
n i just cant watch anymore
n i as each day goes by take deep breaths
i used my breathing techniques like neosporin
as if it will heal the cut in my heart
n they say time heals all wounds but my clock stop ticking
im forever stuck in a non time moving position
... motionless is the only way i can describe it.
but if i could go back in time
i never would of pulled out that gun
n this never would have been written
but i guess everything happens for a reason.