Bullet
She carved his name into the bullet,
so it would be the last thing she ever read,
but it also meant,
he was the reason she was dead.
The next morning,
he found out what the bullet said,
he was torn to pieces,
because he was fine while she had bled.
He began to change,
all he saw was red,
and before they could stop him,
there was a bullet in his head.
His bullet, however,
had nothing to say,
all it did,
was take another life away.
