Brandon Jakob

Paintball

I feel the shots taken
all the paint wasted
all the money spent
the dodging continues
you see people get hit.

The bruises and bumps you get
when the paint splatters
nothing really matters
you feel trapped
whats going through your head?

you see snipers with scopes
are you gonna get hit
might as well go prone
duck in the snake pits
but you get hit in the leg

its only you alone
verse 6 guys
what do you do?
you just sit and watch until they come
what do you know, you shoot a guy..

Written/Submitted by Brandon Jakob.

Paintball Poem

I feel the shots taken
all the paint wasted
all the money spent
the dodging continues
you see people get hit.

The bruises and bumps you get
when the paint splatters
nothing really matters
you feel trapped
whats going through your head?

you see snipers with scopes
are you gonna get hit
might as well go prone
duck in the snake pits
but you get hit in the leg

its only you alone
verse 6 guys
what do you do?
you just sit and watch until they come
what do you know, you shoot a guy..

This poem is written/submitted by Brandon Jakob