My Friend Death

January 17, 2010 06:11:02 AST

Alone in the darkness, gun in my hand
Choked in despair, a sad goodbye
Life for me has now been banned
Barrel in my mouth, I give one last sigh

Death’s cold kiss, my lips to his
The metal tastes sweet in the unlit room
I pull the trigger. The bullet says Whiz
I’m tired of this life, tired of the gloom

I taste the gunpowder on my lips
It tastes like honey fresh from the hive
Through my brain the bullet rips
And now I’m no longer alive