pull pull boom

again the feeling
of existing in a dream
a world going hazy
another silent scream

you know that your smiling
you dont know why
you see that your walking
as inside you wait to die

you watch your hand
grab metal, dont try to run
kiss the bullet
load the gun

that same hand picks up the pistol
cold metal on your lips, you shiver
in your mouth now, tasting powder
finger teasing the trigger

try to surface beneath
the weight of what will be soon
finger bullies trigger
pull pull boom