Hits Me Like a Bullet

May 7, 2008
By Nicole French, Columbus, MT

It hits me like a bullet,
Where it comes from I don't know,
It locks me in the corner,
Keeps me feeling insane and isolated from the world.

I'm my own person,
No one seems to understand,
This pitiful feeling doesn't stop,
Only grows.

Getting worse on it's way,
I hit rock bottom, stuck in a rut,
No were to run.

Do I drink the feeling, or smoke the pain?
No!
I just sit and wait till I'm free again.

Nicole French


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