Bullets

Oh the little things
They aren't so little
When they come from
The right bullets
The ones that can't be dodged
And take some time to be dislodged
They can flood my thoughts
Or leave me stuck in the middle
Of trying to unravel myself
And the sanity I've lost hold of, why?
Why did I have to take attention to it?
I should have muted my soul to your words
Yeah, I wish I never heard it
So I wouldn't have to feel
I don't want to be torn in empty spaces
And I don't want to fill my solitude
With what it's like to know I'm susceptible
I'd rather fall through the gaps
Even if it means the gap is where darkness resides
Because I, can't get a hold of my mind right now
It's running away from me
And I want to run away from me
But I can't
Sensitivities chase and hunt me down
Triggers shoot their target fast
I fall prey to my emotions
They eat me alive
And tell me it's for the better, to die a little
To release and cry a little
Maybe I'll believe it in the end of it
When I can get my mind back to make sense of it
But tonight
I'm overwhelmed by my own existence
And I just don't wanna feel at all