Used as a weapon
Power in my hands
Someone please come and get it before I,
Abuse & misuse & construe & confuse & lose, myself.
If mental health is wealth I was
Dirty with holes in my shirt,
Living on the side of the street,
Crying for help.
But you see,
Stealth means you move in silence, like a cheetah on the hunt for a gazelle
Controlled violence, concealing my intentions until,
Charm so bright you go blind
Unable to see
On the hunt looking for a repeat. Unashamed
Treating life as a game
Shooting, with deadly aim