Stray Bullet

A stray bullet
Moving faster than thought
Not of the metal kind
But of the mental mind

A stray bullet, too fast
Cannot be held back to it's past
It's been fired, and cannot stop
A bullet faster than thought

Though as gravity pulls and tugs
The bullet shrugs
It cannot be stopped
Though slowly it drops

The bullet could continue
But it can never start anew
Unstoppable as it thought
Slowly the bullet drops

It plows through earth
It cannot be hurt
The bullet is a simple thought
Slowly the bullet drops

Thought the bullet could not drop
But without a second thought
Down went the bullet
Now it isn't