My bodies numb
I can't feel anything
But pain.
Where did my happiness go?
Sitting in my room, lights off
So I can't see myself;
My tears.
My life right now is like playing
Russian roulette, but with only
One bullet missing in the round.
The chances of living
Lie in the hands of a gun.
The darkenss fills my body and I spin;
I spin that cartridge that holds my life.
Is it time?
These scars will never heal.
These tears will NEVER stop
This pain, will forever be felt.
I'm tired of living my life
In fear.
It's time to
Pull that trigger.
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