Bullets & Smiles from Anomies & Enemies by Sand Swan

Bullets & Smiles

Don’t open the door, just call the police.
I don’t want you to be the one who finds me.
I lost the war, but I found relief.
Comfort and peace.

What will they say, it all happened right here.
What clues will they find from the last 40 years.
Built up a thin, translucent, veneer.
To cover my fear.

One more blow to the head.
One more hole in my chest.
One last squeeze of the neck.
Ought to do the trick.

Bullets and smiles, release the pressure.
Find the beauty if it’s only skin deep.
For a while, it was my pleasure.
Now I’m peaceful so just let me sleep.

How much longer can this creature breathe.
How much more can the demon achieve.
So, I’m giving up on my angels.
How much further can the bottom be.
How many hooks can your torture conceive.
So, I’m giving up on my angels.

One more blow to the head.
One more hole in my chest.
One last squeeze of the neck.
Ought to do the trick.

Bullets and smiles, release the pressure.
Find the beauty if it’s only skin deep.
For a while, it was my pleasure.
Now I’m peaceful so just let me sleep.

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