Darkness
engulfs me as
I wonder in
my thoughts.
Sadness
stabs at my
heart in an
ebbing flow.
Death
nicks at my
neck, calling for
my soul.
I am the only way out.
There is no getting better now.
I am here for you. All
You have to do is listen.
I refuse, I deny,
I wonder, I think,
I ponder, I imagine,
I see it. I see death.
It looks into my soul.
It surrounds me in darkness,
engulfing me in untold sorrow.
It speaks to me.
Speaking in a
song of sadness.
All you have
to do is
pull the trigger.
PULL. THE. TRIGGER.
It's my way out. My only way out.
I now know what I must do, I
must pull the trigger, and so.. I DO.
-- (r.w.)
