So I bought a gun
I don’t know why
It was my day off and I had the money
I was inside even though the sky was lazy clouds
A perfect day to let myself out and let go of it all
Shut inside shopping online looking for something to scratch that itch
Useless shit
Shirts that don’t fit,
Pants that are ripped
Jewelry that i'll never wear
Things I hope will repair that hole inside
But now I have something make that hole reality
All thanks to ease of access and the internet
A young dumbass adhering to a dangerous amendment
But I still need shop till I drop
Or decide to pull the trigger
Waiting on it to ship I slowly forget and move on to buying other useless shit
-J.Doune
About the Creator
J.Doune
I write to rationalize my feelings and I'm a man who feels a lot. Sad, scarred, depressed, angry, I feel ugly because how hard they hit I feel beaten and bloody. It feels like going ten rounds with myself and my laptop every time I write.
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